I have mourned that mom. The one that lives with me, looks like my mom.
I'm tired of the noises she makes with her mouth and teeth. The picking at her clothes.
The Kleenex everywhere.
$hit on the toilet and the floor.
I'm just tired of it all. She has lived with us 14 years.
I'm ready. Is this awful to say? I'm ready for her to pass. She's 91.