I heard a gal on the radio today, talking about trophies she had earned in high school when she was on the debate team. And while she was proud of the accomplishment, her point was these trophies are not eternal. They mark a moment in time, and then we move on to other things.
And I realized in that moment, that my mother kept things "for eternity". And now that she can't take them all with her, we are stuck with the stuff.
Thankfully, neither my brother or I are keepers of every little thing!
After I started this post, I found out that because I didn't drive a light bulb over to mom yesterday when she "asked", she told my brother I didn't so it, and to bring one to her. She didn't bother to tell me, so after helping her grandson, I busted my butt and skipped my meal so I could get her the damn lightbulbs. I am steaming!!! Her passive-aggressive bullshit is bullshit!!!
Patience, and acceptance. Patience and acceptance. Patience and acceptance.
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