Mom

My mom seems to be in a good mood, she's been doing good for like three weeks now, so I am so happy for her and her progress is getting out of this awful self-imposed depression and now fighting that without medicine. I think the pills fuck her up.

I know, I know - HYPOCRITICAL PARTY OF ONE, YOUR TABLE IS NOW READY!)

After Christmas, I told her how disappointed I truly was and how much it broke my heart, (It really did.) so she told me today, I never want to do that again and that she was sorry. I hate to say it, but I have heard that before and it doesn't have a good track record of holding meaning, but I want to see her do this on her own so I will support her again.
She's mentioned that she always feels like I am too busy for her, so I need to change that.
She asked is she could Mardi Gras beads for the boys to throw out and I told her yes. It's selfish and I am not a doctor, but I think if she has purpose and feels like she's needed, she will feel better. Her handicaps are going to get in the way, but I hope she sees past them. I feel like I am on "Team Mom" right now. "Go mom!"