Fear and Frustration

I know mom doesn’t believe the things she worries. I just wish that she wouldn’t inflict her fears on me in a hurry. I guess this is what illness is. Seeing the arguments going off in my mom’s head like a quiz. She has a hopeless strength. That I have gained as well, during my life’s length. A vacation from her responsibility. Would be the gift I would want to give to her- the gift of no worry. But the day she sent me away to the institution- Was the day she questioned her intuition. Which got us to this point. We must remember that this decision was joint. So that we may restart someday. And I may return and I may have fewer troubled days.