This blog entry is primarily for my real-life friends who know my history. Not my marriage history, or my romantic life history (do I have one of those?) or my work history. This is for those of you, my good friends who have wondered but hesitated to ask, "How are you and you mother getting along for a month....really?"
I'll tell you. I am extremely grateful to my parents for their help throughout my life and in particular, the last 6 months. My parents swooped in like mama bear and papa bear to care for their cubette and her little cubs like nobody's business. Because of the loyalty I feel to both my mom and my dad right now, I can't condemn, complain, trip, sigh, or scream. She is who she is, and I am who I am. And we are extremely different people .
I appreciate you for not asking...but it is a valid question. One day I tell you the stories in greater detail, over a pitcher of mojitos and margaritas...Texas style! But for now, despite the differences, I have just decided to be thankful.
(Just under 3 weeks to go...:)
my mom, me, and my dad when we were in Mississippi last month for my grandmother's funeral.
1 comment:
;-) Good.
love ya girl!
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