I figure as soon as I start to write something, my mother will pull into the driveway.
Hmm, not so far.
My mother lives about two hours from here – a drive she finds overwhelming, but she’s lucky enough to have money to hire a driver. Since my father died a year ago, she’s come to visit far more often. I’d rather have her visit than spend a weekend visiting her, but I don’t enjoy it as much as I wish I did.
I have a generally good relationship with my mother. I know she loves me, and I’ve experienced and appreciated her support – personal and financial – my whole life.
Well, it worked! She’s here, and when she gets out of the bathroom we’ll head off to the market to shop for Shabbat dinner before we come home and have Chanukah – I’ll likely end up buying at least one thing I didn’t want.
Back later tonight.
Chappy Chanukah and Merry (M’orei) Shabbos!
Happy Hanukkah! And hi to Mom!
Shabbat Shalom
Dude, sounds like my mother. But she’s a holy terror. I’m glad you and your mom have a mostly good relationship.
That’s kind of funny. Reminds me of my mother-in-law, though she wouldn’t hire a driver even if she could afford it.
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