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The ones you do the most for...

 Always seem to not realize it. Is that how it always works? Or maybe I just don't notice when they notice. Thinking back, I mean my mom cooked meals, took me places, loved me no matter what... I don't remember thinking WOW my mom does SO MUCH FOR ME... Because, I guess as a kid, that does not cross your mind. So I should not feel so bad that I am unappreciated I suppose. One day they will look back and realize, and then be thankful. I just hope I am alive and well so they can call me and kiss my ass!

 Today has not been the best day. Last night my mom told me about her boyfriend, his drinking problem, and her plans to leave. I think its a great plan, and I hope that she does do it. Part of me really does not think she will though, she's been through this before and never done anything about it.

 Then I get a letter from the orthodontist. My account is behind because I was charged a late fee, for missing ONE appointment in two years. So that sucked, since of course things are already behind. Then the dryer smelled like burning rubber, turns out the barrel stopped working. Of course the kids were on my butt to take them all over the place, so I went to leave and take them, and the car would not start (dead battery again)

 This of course caused issues because they had told friends they would be here or there or whatever, and now could not go. Horrible mom I am I cannot push a car into the garage MYSELF to hook it up to the battery charger. Perhaps next time I should risk being run over to give it a go?

 When I look at life though I am happy. I have my own home, and a healthy family, friends who care about me, and a job. What more could I really want? A working dryer? Yeah sure...but life goes on without it. If you had everything handed to you, then you would not really ever appreciate it. I think that is why this happens. To show you what you have, and have forgotten about.

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  1. They will see all that you do eventually, just like we did. They should be happy for what they have too, and if they really wanted to go so bad, should have helped you push the car, they are all able bodied. :) As for your mom, this seems to be a pattern with her. I hope she breaks it, like I did.

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