Yard Sale is over with and boy am I glad. As most of you know my mother and I do NOT get along. She has mental issues and I have never been able to do anything right. Marice and I are so in the same boat. I am very luck that I am in a good strong point that I know she is wrong but she can make me so mad, upset or just down right ticked off at her at times.
We (erik and me) went up in the late afternoon on Thursday. My mother started in on me almost at once. She decided all the problems we have had with MacKenzie is all my fault. I got to here how I am a horrible mother and I am never there for Mac. She went on and on about stuff of this nature. I think at one point she told me that I brush Mac off too much and care about Erik more than Mac. I finally told her that I have tried everything that I know to do and since she is not in the situation or living it she needed to butt out. I said it nicely. But of course the waterworks started. I was ready for it and did not allow this to make me feel guilty. I have to say what I told her worked for at least an hour. Amazing.
Mom and I went to visit a friend of the family. Carrie is 94 and in rehab. She just found out she has colon cancer and due to her age and her health they can not do anything for her but to make her comfortable. I was so happy to see her. She was very confused at times as to who I was but she would get it and we would talk. She is the dearest lady. She has an amazing smucky temperament. I love her so much.
After visiting her I guess mom decided to go for it again. She started off by saying, I know I have not been the best parent. Then she ruined it by, I know I should not say this because it is going to make you mad. Of course I cut her off and told her then she should not say it. I also reminded her of every time she ever said this it was something she did not need to say. Well she told me she did not care that she was going to tell me anyway and I just had to listen.

What could I do? lol I mean since I did not have a car and I was in her car, yes I had to listen. Once again she started on how if I would go to Church my family would not have these issues. OMgoodness. I always hate when she goes there. For the record, I believe in God and Jesus. I believe that Jesus was sent to be my savior and I am a Christian. I have asked to be saved and I know I am going to heaven. Now, with that said, I can not stand when people think church will solve all the problems or that this is the only way to heaven. Jeff and I have been very active in a church before and once we did not feel in our hearts this was the church for us we moved to another one. After a while we just gave up. Now I do believe church is wonderful fellowship for people. I also believe it gives you some peace and will help your week. My reply to my mom was, Mom you are right you should not have gone there. I did not say another word. Do not get me wrong I love Church. I have always felt led to be involved and have been highly involved many times in my life. One day we probably will be again.
So, with all of this said, I decided to come home last night. We got up early and went up this morning. Wow my frame of mind was so much better just by coming home.
Sorry to rant but I thought in case if anyone read my facebook comment you would understand more of what I was going or dealing with.