My 3am phone call came at 5pm Tuesday

About twenty years ago I had to part ways with my sister for my own sanity. Even my therapist felt it was my only choice. At that time my mother parted ways with me and sided with my sister. They both were deeply into religion and since I would not join them, I guess my mother felt I was on my own and didn’t need her love.

Over that period of years, my sister tried on several occasions to deceive me on several different issues. I would get calls from my brother in law telling me stories that I knew to be untrue. He was my sister and my mother’s messenger.

The final straw occurred last year when he called to tell me my mother’s home was being sold and they wanted me to sign over my interest in the house to my sister. I contemplated my choices and asked that before the home was sold might I retrieve some of my books from there along with some personal items that my grandmother had left to me at her death. My brother in law told me that my mother and sister were denying me those things and that they would be sold at a garage sale. Later I found out that they were.

Tuesday at 5pm I got another call from my brother in law, the one you expect at 3am. He told me my mother had passed away an hour earlier.

I have such strange emotions about this. The only thing that makes me sad is that I don’t feel sad. I wish I could, but I feel I really lost my mother twenty years ago. Time has healed the pain ahead of time.

I have made it these past twenty years without her, I can go on.