Wash Repeat Rinse~

The mob would have me killed, so let me be clear. All who really know me, know you can’t find somebody more laid back. I have one friend who ticked me off but I adore, throw a few narcissists in, and this friend  I am about to rat on was a party friend. Pretty good stats.

Everyone else in my life I get along with swimmingly, so I would have to come to the conclusion I am not the one with the problem. 

If I were I would be the first to fix it.

Since the day my mom died, any normal sane person I knew was in awe to my mom’s final, very wise wishes. When my beloved mom was dying and as my heart was tearing in half, she asked three things of me; one was concerning motherhood, another her baby puppy that she considered her son that she left in my care, and the last, to avoid someone that she had a terrible strong feeling about. My mom was never wrong on these feelings or on people. She proved it to me my entire life, regardless to how differently I felt or the denial I lived in, she always proved me wrong. Every single time.

I was willing to remove my mom’s stamp of disapproval, and reconcile with this particular old party friend. We endured many meaningful moments together and had more than our fair share of laughs together. We could always crack the other up, and she is by far on the top of the list for one of the funniest people I ever knew.

My forgiveness, notorious, as soon as I gave an honest, loving response to my mom’s final wishes, she spoke of her own assumptions whether I should had listened to my mom, while she continued her situational loyalty, and tit for tat approach that my own mother had warned me about.

Others may not have the relationship with their mother as I did, but my mom doesn’t have to be in my presence for me to respect her wishes. Her power so paramount it’s as if she is standing here today.

If a person has my loyalty, it’s in a vault.

A person who never had what I was blessed with might even find it ridiculous to care what she said as she was taking her final breaths. I would also bet the one who finds it a joke doesn’t carry the loyalty I do. 

See, I don’t find it fantastical to listen to my mom. Especially as I am proven wrong repeatedly on all the warnings she gave me. The minute I am legitimately proven wrong about my mother I will be the first to hand build a margarita stand, and pass out authentic apologies all the live long day.

I like myself enough to know I’m better off as well. The person I’m referring to was the one who actually said the words while I was ill, “God told me I can’t talk to you anymore for not telling me you were sick.”

Would you feel like you are missing much? 

My mom, my moment, sticks and stones. You’re welcome I told you the truth.

Naturally the forgiveness I hold is there for you my ole friend. Although time together, I will pass on.

So my life will continue, I will literally walk around carrying the term life is short as well as abide by it, and miss out on absolutely nothing.

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