Mama MB’s birthday was yesterday, she’s at the young age of 48. It wasn’t a happy celebration if you ask me.
I didn’t ask her, I dare not ask her much of anything these days. She’s insist on lying to me, to everyone. I hate to call it lying, because it may not be a lie. She just neglects to tell us anything. When asked she says fine. I’m a woman too ya know Mama MB? I think I know that when we use the word fine. We are in fact NOT fine.
It’s weird being this close to someone who is suffering so much. To see them suffer in silence and to just stumble through what’s left of their life with a pain and shutting everyone out.
What can one do? What would you do?
Yesterday I posted that it’s hard to come to terms with losing someone you love so much, someone you’ve loved your whole life. Not like your significant other, it’s something more.
For those who say it’s better to have loved and lost than to never love at all…. Try it! You let me know how you can call that better. I think they’re wrong.