Happy Mother's Day (the sequel!)

Jess wrote in comments earlier reminding that we should talk to our mothers while we can.
He implied that Alzheimer's might limit that, I think.

My mom and I had a strained relationship after my teen years.
She remarried (again) and moved to Louisiana, where I visited her once.
We had a wonderful visit, and a year later she came down with lung cancer.
I was torn between visiting her or attending her funeral.
I called her to tell her this, and she told me not to worry about it.
She ran out of breath and said she had to hang up.
I found out later, I was the last to talk to her.
She died ten minutes later.
I'm glad I told her I loved her.

I just got off the phone with my step-mom.
My dad remarried when I was in my thirties and he loved her dearly.
But she eventually caused a rift in our family.
One of my brothers and my sister disowned my dad over her.
She was my dad's wife, and no matter the irritation, she was my dad's wife.
Love my dad, love her.


She had broken contact with us for awhile.
She had re-married and her new husband was threatened by her attachment to my dad and his family.
This hurt, because I had stood by her to my family, even after dad's death.
But she reached back last year, and we've kept in contact, but not closely.

Love my dad, love her.

I'd expect no less of my sons.
They both called Scherie today, one at some expense, to wish her a happy Mother's day.

So I called my step-mom.
She has COPD bad and is lonely and distressed by her illness.
As I mentioned, she has alienated a number of people.

Her youngest has disowned her because she re-married after my dad's death!
So basically, he loved my dad (his step-dad) so much that he resented her re-marrying and has rejected his own mom!
I don't get it.

So we talked, and I wish I had thought to visit her today, but I'll see her next Sunday.
We had to hang up because she was running out of breath.

I just called her back. I forgot to tell her I love her.