Since it was yesterday I suppose it's silly to add anything. I suppose one of the reasons the forum is helpful is you can leave things here you can't leave anywhere else so needed to anyway, but if anyone is reading please don't continue if you'd rather not read downer posts. Please excuse.
I'm very lucky with the whole Mom thing. I have awfully nice childdren but more than that have a simply lovely mother. I don't think she'll be here next Mother's Day, or maybe next weeek for that matter. I think the literal hole in her heart must be approximating what she's feeling these days as her surreal living conditions devolve into being surrounded by other children who make it clear she is now old, sick, helpless and a burden, what peaches they are for taking on the responsibility. She's Old new England stock, will never break down or let it show but I know my mother. She's horribly, horribly hurt- beyond baffled and mortified things got to this point. She hated Mother's Day, too, which makes that day tough for me, remembering her. She always said if we could not be nice to her every other day of the year then don't bother that day. Well, as an adult I ignored that somewhat and think she was secretly pleased by the flowers although would always say " Well now, you didn't have to do that ". She raised all of us with great grace of example in all situations, so much so that it would sound like maundlin, sentimental ravings to describe her uniqueness. I hope when she does get to the other side she sees I tried, anyway, to disallow her the indignities and hurts she's suffering. It's not enough because it hasn't acheived anything. I don't think anyone has had a better mother, or a nicer childhood. At least I've told her that much, so hope it's something.
I love my Mom. I don't know if she had a nice Mother's Day because I'm not allowed to go there on Sundays. I get Wednesdays so will take my flowers then, and we'll pretend all is well, none of this is happening and she's still the same cherished mother she always was before all this hell broke loose. She is to me.