The Case of the Stubbornly Unhappy Mom

Life is messy. Life is messy. Life is messy. If I say it enough times maybe it’ll sink into my thick, perfection-riddled noggin. I want everything to be as it should be. I want heaven on earth, dammit.

There’s no place in my world for my mother’s messy stroke and her frustrating inability to be happy, or even try. She refuses my best efforts to fix her. She won’t be enlightened. She won’t think positive. She can’t cope with her life and I can’t cope with her not coping. Her dysfunctional behavior is an affront to my well-being!

So, let’s step back a minute. Who gave me the job of making her happy? I’m deciding, right here and now, to resign. I’m abdicating my role of happy-face maker. Instead, I’m going to color outside the lines. Life is messy. Life is messy. Life is messy.

 

 

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About boomergirl47

Retired from the University of South Florida. Love reading, writing, hiking, nature, music, birding, puttering around the house and yard, doing things with my grandsons and spending time with my beau on his beautiful 22 acres in north central Florida.
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One Response to The Case of the Stubbornly Unhappy Mom

  1. Patricia says:

    ❤️❤️❤️

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