Family can be so.......family
Went amd saw my mum.
I dont see her much.
There's a reason.
Was confronted as i went to hug her by " oh i wouldn't have reccognised you as my daughter".
We talk .
I get reminded about how wonderful my siblings are doing. Was told all about my sister's travels to Switzerland, France for the fourh time...and other places. Was told how my sister has no money :
- Shes retired, moved to queensland and does bucket list things each year. (Which is very cool, and she rightly deserves).
I relistened to her tell me of her impending death, her life and her correcting anything that i know, prefer, or is interesting to me.
I don't think i got asked anything,🤔
My daughter almost got totally ignored.
Well, except for a lecture on how the new pope has re- outlawed being gay.
Im very proud that my daughter and her girlfriend, (who came with me out of kindness), managed to say ABSOLUTELY nothing.
It was a few hours of being told she was slowly starving to death....while i watched her demolish chocolate covered icecream.
I helped her go to the toilet....had to hold the oxygen machine and tubes... understandable.
But then she just sat there and kept talking .
And talking .
Machine weighed damn near 15kg.
I waited, listened, i started sweating it was so heavy.
She wasnt even looking at me while she talked.
20 & 30? minites or more went by.
I asked if she wanted to come back and sit down ....she huffed about no one wants to listen to her .
I had bought her her favorite signature perfume that she always wore....she told me "oh, that was just kept in the wardrobe - ive got my own - i buy anything ...here smell it, try it on"
I put down the perfume that i remember smelled like my mum for over 40 years and all thru my childhood.
I left it on a trolley.
I listened to retwisted stories, and got told i remembered them wrong if i said anything.
My daughter got given a photo album which she was told had photos of her in it..... It didn't. Just random photos of houses my mum liked.
Mum asked if i could take some of her stuff as shes dyin' - can barely breathe, (yet she managed to never stop talking). Said it was her stuff....it had to be handed on. She didnt want it thrown out.
Also understandable.
When we had to go, i asked what it is she wanted me to take.
Was then told "no not those...all the photos and personal stuff goes to your sister and brothers, take those boxes"
I did.
They are full of temu wool and fabric scraps and pipe cleaners.
....sigh...
I didnt say anything. I told her ill see her next week.
She said "if im still alive ".
Oh..i did get a Christmas present :
- toilet chocolate.
...A box of Rafaellos she had stored on the toilet floor for me.
I thanked her, took them...kissed her goodbye.
Took my boxes of stuff.
I don't see my mum often
Theres a reason.
Thankyou for reading....i needed to vent
Edit: also the new pope Leo hasn't outlawed being gay at all. I googled it .
I dont see her much.
There's a reason.
Was confronted as i went to hug her by " oh i wouldn't have reccognised you as my daughter".
We talk .
I get reminded about how wonderful my siblings are doing. Was told all about my sister's travels to Switzerland, France for the fourh time...and other places. Was told how my sister has no money :
- Shes retired, moved to queensland and does bucket list things each year. (Which is very cool, and she rightly deserves).
I relistened to her tell me of her impending death, her life and her correcting anything that i know, prefer, or is interesting to me.
I don't think i got asked anything,🤔
My daughter almost got totally ignored.
Well, except for a lecture on how the new pope has re- outlawed being gay.
Im very proud that my daughter and her girlfriend, (who came with me out of kindness), managed to say ABSOLUTELY nothing.
It was a few hours of being told she was slowly starving to death....while i watched her demolish chocolate covered icecream.
I helped her go to the toilet....had to hold the oxygen machine and tubes... understandable.
But then she just sat there and kept talking .
And talking .
Machine weighed damn near 15kg.
I waited, listened, i started sweating it was so heavy.
She wasnt even looking at me while she talked.
20 & 30? minites or more went by.
I asked if she wanted to come back and sit down ....she huffed about no one wants to listen to her .
I had bought her her favorite signature perfume that she always wore....she told me "oh, that was just kept in the wardrobe - ive got my own - i buy anything ...here smell it, try it on"
I put down the perfume that i remember smelled like my mum for over 40 years and all thru my childhood.
I left it on a trolley.
I listened to retwisted stories, and got told i remembered them wrong if i said anything.
My daughter got given a photo album which she was told had photos of her in it..... It didn't. Just random photos of houses my mum liked.
Mum asked if i could take some of her stuff as shes dyin' - can barely breathe, (yet she managed to never stop talking). Said it was her stuff....it had to be handed on. She didnt want it thrown out.
Also understandable.
When we had to go, i asked what it is she wanted me to take.
Was then told "no not those...all the photos and personal stuff goes to your sister and brothers, take those boxes"
I did.
They are full of temu wool and fabric scraps and pipe cleaners.
....sigh...
I didnt say anything. I told her ill see her next week.
She said "if im still alive ".
Oh..i did get a Christmas present :
- toilet chocolate.
...A box of Rafaellos she had stored on the toilet floor for me.
I thanked her, took them...kissed her goodbye.
Took my boxes of stuff.
I don't see my mum often
Theres a reason.
Thankyou for reading....i needed to vent
Edit: also the new pope Leo hasn't outlawed being gay at all. I googled it .
