Things with my mother appear to be heading south.
We’ve had heavy, heavy rain here lately. Not that the drought is breaking or anything, but it was absolutely bucketing cats, dogs, sheep, cows and even elephants over the weekend.
She rang me Saturday night. I was out. She was apparently worried because she could see black clouds over the city from her place and it looked like it was raining (?!?!). So she rang a few more times. I still didn’t answer (yes, because I was OUT!)
After numerous failed attempts at home, she sent messages to my mobile, which I didn’t hear either. So she leaves me this:
“Why are you punishing me?” and “At least let me know you’re ok.”
Is she kidding me?
Then today she laughed at me and said “haven’t you got over this yet?”
She’s not kidding me.
I don’t need this. I really don’t. I’m having a hard enough time holding it together when there is some momentary flash of normalcy and even compassion in her, let alone when she feeds me this garbage.
God, what have I done? What hideous can of worms have I opened this time?