geoviki | A better week coming

So. My mother just left after her disrupted Christmas visit, and the less said about the whole affair the better. If one were scanning the lengthy article, though, you might see: flight cancelled until after Christmas; oh, I'll just suffer all alooone through Christmas Day; I will never fly Airline X again because my flight was 2 hours late; OMG, I can't believe it's going to snow here again and I'll never be able to leave (repeat every day); where do you put 15 inches of new snow anyway?

Since my father died on New Year's Day 1989, she's been coming out here yearly for Christmas. I used to love Christmas; now I scrape through and hope for a lobotomy by the end.

Needless to say, I haven't been able to have much time online at all, and when I have it's been guilt-laden. So I get to catch up with all the fics and posts and stuff. I get my life back!

No need to commiserate. I feel bad unloading.

lexin? I think you understand this situation the best, since our mothers are the same age and seem to have the same non-ability to cope with change.