Let us forgive each other – only then will we live in peace.
~L.N. Tolstoy
Mama is dying.
Slowly disintegrating into an unknown existence. First her mind, and now also her body.
All she remembers is her name.
And me, her daughter.
Sometimes I wish she were already dead to save her from pain and feeling embarrassed. She would be horrified by her looks, wicked games of the dying brain and the damn dependency on the others.
I know Mama too well. [Read more…]
The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.
~Ernest Hemingway
Honestly, how do you feel about your mom?
Do you enjoy her company or avoid her like a sunburn?
Does her number on your cell phone screen make your heart fall into your feet?
Is she the one who knows it all?
Then you’re in the right place. Keep reading.
So your Mom’s always right. She likes talking about her smart self, even to your friends. Never listens and dismisses you as if you were saying nonsense. [Read more…]
