The very next day....

Chronologically.....

11:00- Call from biggest Bro- Since we had been the one's to intervene on the families be-half, he wanted to update me on a few things.... Seems he and his wife had gone to visit Mom later Tuesday night, just to make sure she was okay. She wasn't. She was very sad, tearful and at times angry. She couldn't understand why I ( yup ME!) did this to her. She made a comparison to having her legs cut off. OUCH....this is hard to take!

11:15 Call my Sista...CRYING!! Can she meet me at Mom's cuz I thinkI am scared to go alone. I really don't want to argue with Mom, and I can't stand hurting her like this.

11:20 Call Mom tell her I am on my way over, she sounds good. I ask if she's okay.

Mom: I guess I have to be, I don't really have a choice.
Me: (Speechless, then crying...) I love Mommy...A Lot!
Mom: (Crying now too... ) I know you do. I talked to Dad last night and thanked him that we raised such wonderful kids.
Me: (Smiling on the inside...)I talked to him too....I wonder if we were talking to him at the same time and he was thinking "Jesus Christ....I can't even hear when your both talking at the same time...
Mom: (Laughing...) He hears us you know
Me: Ohhhh I know!

11:25 Call Sista back. Tell her I think I want to have lunch alone with Mom. We are going to be okay.

Later....

Looking at the plows on the side of the road, she proclaims, in exasperation "Really???...Plows???...already???! It's barely the end of summer!" Catching the wide-eyed look on my face, she says "Uhh the beginning of fall????" Softly, I place my hand on her arm, and say "Mom, it's St Patrick's Day (we've talked about this a few times today...Mini mook was wearing his leprechaun hat and all...) It's only March...really just the end of winter."

I bring her home, she checks the mail (for the third time) and heads into the house. She turns and smiles and blows a kiss....I back out of the driveway and cry.

I lose my Mother a little bit everyday...and it SUCKS!