My wonderful mother...

...is making me CRAZY!!! She's a great woman, and I love her dearly, and I appreciate all she does for me...blah, blah, blah. Right now, I'd just as happily strangle her as hug her.

STOP talking over the news, then sitting silently during commercial breaks!
STOP finishing my sentences for me when you have NO IDEA what I'm going to say!
STOP assuming that any time spent out of the house not at work means I'm doing something illegal, especially when I have NEVER given you any reason to believe so!
STOP assuming that if I am talking on my cell phone it is not a "real" conversation and so you can interrupt at will.

Gah! Hey, you know what? That feels better! LOL And it just struck me incredibly funny...this post could have been written by a teenager. I'm 38. I'm not sure whether that makes her or me pathetic. Maybe both. *sigh*

 

Well, Sgt. Tibbs, I would gladly trade places with ya in a heartbeat... I would give anything to hear my Mom say those things...


I know, I know, but golly, enjoy her while you can, even with her flaws.

 

I get it, I really do. But there are days... LOL

 

LOL, yess there were the days my friend... I think I know your mother.:-D

 

roflmao We've all had days like that with our Mothers and, when you look back on them, you'll realize that you wouldn't trade those moments for anything. Besides, your Mother likes NCIS, right? So see, she does have class and, since you're her daughter, that proves she has good taste too!

 

Sgt. Tibbs --- I too am almost forty with my mom living with us. Sometimes, I feel your pain. This morning, I passed her room while she was doing her morning crossword and didn't say "Good Morning" to her, I did my morning routine, poured my coffee, turned, and there she was, with a look like I just killed a puppy. Silly old girl! All upset that I didn't say "Good Morning" in her time frame.

Mothers are just like that, I guess. rolleyes

 

My mother rest her soul, never ever stopped talking, said she was tired all the time, I don't doubt it. rolleyes
Now I miss it

 

I kind of chuckled as I read this. Not because of my mother, but my granddaughter. She is 14 months now and babbles away while I am trying to watch something. As soon as the commercials are on, she is quiet, staring at the tv.
I have learned if there is something I really don't want to miss, I record it and watch it later when she isn't here.

 

Today, all is well. I went out last night. LOL

 

Just remember one thing "SHE LOVES YOU"

 

I'm just sorry that I don't have mine around anymore.
24 years and I still miss her.

 

I hear ya hrlow, 17 years for me, and not a day goes by that I don't think of her... and still miss her.... Sure would love some advice once in a while.

@ Tim, my Grandmother had Alzheimers, and didn't know anyone the last 10 years of her life.... . That was hard on everyone... The look on her face, 'who are you ?' Not easy to take...

 

Ah geez...I forget how that happens. What I intended to be a lighthearted venting thread becomes an "I miss my mother" thread.

I know I'm lucky to have her, but believe me...at her funeral, the stories of how she annoyed us are going to be told and retold until my sisters and I are laughing our fool heads off. :-D

 

Helps to relieve the feelings of loss.
Been there.

 

Yes, TimW., I hear ya... Not easy at all.... Sometimes, one doesn't have a choice, and I am now watching our former Dr. go thru the same now.. He spent 60 years in practice, and now is nothing but a shell of who he was... Just stares off into space...Knows no one, not even his kids. Has no idea all the people he helped, and that his son is a DR. because of him... His kids are close with him, he just has no idea who they are.. .Yes, it is very hard to visit him, he just doesn't know anyone.... I do speak with his kids, and they seem to be handling it better than I thought, but they don't have to take care of him, they put him in a place where he has 24/7 nursing, and medical care, and his own room.. Poor guy, can't even feed himself... It is very hard to watch, for sure. It is a rough situation for all concerned.....

 

Maybe TeeCee all that gave him good points for his next go round. Think? Maybe? I do

 

Well, if his next go around is to be a vegetable, then yeah... He would make a great one... :confused

 

Oh No, how funny, kinda
I meant his next life

 

I give up. It's going to become a depressing thread no matter how it was intended, and no matter how many times I protest. Have at it, and good luck to you all!

 

My mom is still alive and I know the troubles you speak of. My mom and I have always had a good relationship. She used to tell me that I could tell her anything, and that all she wanted to know was what I was doing, and where I would be. She was there for me if ever there was trouble, and still is.

One of the problems we had when I was younger was that I told her so much, and asked permission for so many things, she didn't know when I was being serious, and when I was joking with her. I remember a night (about 8 PM) I was older, but living at home, so I'd still "ask" if I could do things, more how she thought about them. I was probably 22-23 and my friend and I were talking about how bored we were and decided to drive up to the Casino in Niagara Falls, Canada. I live in Central PA, so we're talking about a 4 hour trip one way.

I told my mom I was leaving for Canada, but she I guess didn't believe me. We drove up to the casino, got there around midnight, played half a dozen hands of black jack, and drove home. (I brought her back a $1 chip from the casino.)

There was another time (in college) I was probably 19, a few friends and I decided to take a trip to Florida. Problem was, we were all in college, and didn't want to miss any classes. So I told my mom that we were leaving Friday evening, driving to Florida, and spending as much time as we could there, then coming home. We made it there in 11 1/2 hours hauling butt (1100 miles). We left around 6PM Friday, got to Jacksonville Beach early in the morning, spent a day on the beach, a night on the town, and left late Sunday morning for PA. Just in time for bed, never missed a class.

I've learned to take my relationship with my mom for what it was worth. It's a hard thing, getting a mother to go away forever I'm sure (permitting she has a pulse).

I live on my own, and it's nice to have her over, or go to her place, but I've asked her to leave before, and she's done the same. I guess I don't know what to tell you Sgt. Tibbs, but no matter the troubles, or trials, with time and effort, people are perfectly capable of making it through them, as long as they share the same end goal, whatever that may be.

I've always told people I can talk my way through anything, with anyone. It's the end of communication that brings trouble. When someone's yelling / fighting with you, at least they're talking to you, so there's at least a chance of resolution. You know what I mean?

 

I'm sorry, you used the word Mother, that brought us out

 

A Mother's Love is like a luxurious liquor that is so great that you never realize until you start to see the bottle starting to run dry what a wonderful and irreplacable thing that it is.

 

That's lovely, how are you?

 

Darlene that is an interesting question. Having lost Cindy, my wife, on 3/12 and now having to take my Mom into surgery on 8/26 I am confused. I can't go back in the past, though I would dearly love to do so, and I have to move forward. I still have computer issues that I am sure that my friends here will help me with, but the genuine kindness of you asking me how I am doing makes for a great day.

 

Good wishes your mothers surgery goes well gatorman.

 

Thank you for being here/there. As I said we have to move forward. Will let you know.
Yours,
Gatorman

 

I can't say that I know what you mean when it comes to Mothers because my Mother always had something of interest to say when she spoke to you. Whether it be funny,sad,knowledgeable, or just informational.She just had a way about her. Only the good Lord above knows how much I long to here her voice again.Soon.
NOW! Myother half is a different story. I think he may be related to your mother.:-D

 

Since this thread hasn't died yet... LOL

Earlier tonight I finally said, and god love her she totally understood, "you know how your eyes glaze over when I talk about hockey? That's what mine do when you talk about the problems of the people in your exercise class whom I've never met." :-D