Mom was on her best behavior…I actually had compassion for her.
Aunt Frances was a holy terror….she didn’t shut up from the minute she was wheeled in the door until the minute she was wheeled out. I don’t know if she knows that she was the sole owner of every opinion she spouted…I began cringing everytime she opened her mouth. I’m thankful that I have an understanding husband and extended family…the girls don’t really count..they are in the same miserable place I am…we all have the same blood…..
Next year, I’m going to try to dedicate my Christmas thoughts to the reason for the season.
The holiday is over, I will begin the process of removing decorations tomorrow. I would do it tonight but am totally unable to function.
Until next time……