Today, H is 86 years old. I know I’ve been saying she is 86 for the past couple of weeks, but hey, when you’re this old what’s a few days?
She is going through a depression thing lately and if I didn’t recognize it because I suffered with it some in the past myself, I would swear she is just being melodramatic. Bless her heart, John and I brought a little potted plant into her room this afternoon and gave it to her and she started crying. EVERYTHING sets her off. Good. Bad. Indifferent. It doesn’t matter. She will bawl if you give her half a chance.
Yep. Depression.
Here’s what really sucks. Tomorrow is her wedding anniversary with deceased husband, Marcos. 58 years.
Oh, yeah. Tomorrow will be particularly sunny around here. *sigh*
5 comments
Comment by Candy on April 30, 2008 at 1:02 pm
Happy birthday to Henrietta, and I’m sorry you’re going through so much right now. Hang in, has to get better right?
Comment by Krissa on April 30, 2008 at 2:13 pm
Oh, how sweet are you!? Thank you so much. You know, it really is a flux and flow thing. It’s not always this bad. I think I am just getting used to being able to bitch about it, now that I am on line. Before this, my mom got the lions share of my complaining, and stories about our, (H & me), personality clashes. There have been some doozies.
Comment by Bunki on May 4, 2008 at 7:30 pm
I’ll look in my platitudes book and send you some great ones…manana…which means “just not today”. I bet you thought it meant “tomorrow”. Any real Mexican knows better. I’m allowed to say that because my son’s name used to be Rodrigo Alvarez. Oh, I’ve got a platitude. “Hang in there”….like you were planning to do something else.
Did I tell you that I love you today? Well I do.
Comment by Krissa on May 5, 2008 at 7:02 am
You’re a doll Bunkie! And a wonderful cousin! Thanks!
And yes, I thought it meant tomorrow!
Comment by Krissa on May 5, 2008 at 7:03 am
Oh! I love you, too!
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