I need to request some prayers for peace and understanding between mom and I.
We have always gotten along pretty ok, and are kinda doing so still. I’ve never been her favorite, and it’s been quite clear my entire 41 years of existence.
Mom has always struggled with finances, and she’s always felt that her family never cared for her, which has always given her a “What about me.” Outlook on life. It’s understandable and I always do my very best to keep this in mind. She’s also one who doesn’t like to let go of any possessions. Again, that’s understandable. She works hard for what she has and doesn’t want to let any of it go.
About a year ago she was in severe debt with pawn shops, loans and bills. Her vehicle was on the verge of breaking down and she was facing eviction. (Side note, her and hubbs have clashed personality wise in the past, because of how she is towards me) I spoke with my husband and mother in law (who lives here with us) about mom staying long enough to get in her feet. It was supposed to be about three months or so, so she could save up money and pay off her loans and pawns. She was also asked to give us $200.00 monthly just because we can’t do it all. She agreed, no issues. She has her room and her little dog. Things have been OK for most of this time. Of course she does make snippy remarks about her little dog. If she’s left in the bedroom, she’s not important. If she’s let out to be with us, she’s going to be eaten. If we give her food scraps we are hurting her tummy. If we don’t we don’t like the dog. Sigh. Anyhow....
She’s been very distant with me lately and I’ve just kinda brushed it off, because how she is with me sometimes
So the other day I rode with mom to the store and she asked if I knew where her silver was. No? Of course I don’t. I don’t go in her room, save to open the door for her little dog to come out. (I’m not leaving her in there when I’m home, that’s silly and if I’m gonna get yelled at at least the dog won’t be locked up, right?) so she asked how her cameos got put back in her footstool. I’ve no clue. I said if it was here it’s still here it in storage. No, it’s not and I put the cameos back but in the wrong spot and I told her I did so. Sigh. I told her I have no idea what she’s talking about.
Yesterday she was asking again. And said I told her she wasn’t allowed out in the building in the back. I’ve never and would never say that to her. I have told her to be careful because it’s a mess. She thinks that I (or someone) went into her room and took her jewelry or silver or something and did something with it but put the cameos back just to mess with her? It’s really hard to get a straight answer from her as to where she thinks this stuff was or is and what happened to it.
My feelings are really hurt. Ive no reason to go in there, I have no use for her jewelry. She even made the comment yesterday that she’s not dead yet. Why would she think this of me? She won’t even give me a hug, but more of a friendly “pat pat” hug. We are trying to help her out, make sure she has a place to stay and all we ask for is the 200 a month to help pay the power, water, and food bills. I’ve never held a candle to my brother, I’ve known this. He has stolen from her many times (he’s not allowed at my house) and has never tried to help her.
I’m so sorry for this rant here, I can’t tell my husband because he will throw her out. But I don’t know what to do.
Please, just pray for some clarity for her and me,
