My mom is still with me but she wavers. Shehad several surgeries and this year she had zona zoster, lately she has diabetes (she hasn’t told me which type just that her glycemy is too high and the doc said is diabetes). She jokes about her reason to live being just to take care of her last kitty because dad is too dreamy and incompetent to do so. I feel time to say goodbye is getting near. I patronize God to do whatever He has to do to make her at peace with Him. She simply lost her faith and I blame Him, being that He is omnipotent and omniscient.
So I am a bad Christian who tried a real fast, had to give up a hard vice, was so dizzy on Christmas Day that I received the Eucharist 8 30 am kind of and then I rushed home, drank some coffee, lied down for a moment and headed to my parents. It was spiritually fulfilling and very exhausting plus I don’t know how much longer do I have my mom. I only wish she chooses a way of burial that allows me to do rites for her in EOC.
This is not to say I had a bad Christmas because I didn’t. I communied with Christ and this is very intense every time. It is just that it was not a poster book joyful Christmas, foreseen tears overwhelm my joy.
