My mother is…damn…. gravely ill. She has been in the hospital for 5 days now. I’m unsure if she’s really getting better. Thankfully one of the nurses is our neighbor and can translate the medical terminology for us. This shit is so hard seeing my mother slowly deteriorate. I’ve seen her at her best, been with her through her treatment for her liver, and now I’m seeing her at her worst. I’ve cried, yelled, prayed, drank, and even smoked. I’ve come to terms with whatever the Lord has planned for her. My mother is a strong woman. My mother is a fighter. My mother is a believer in God. I know whatever the outcome may be she will be safe and in good hands.
Mary Joseph Jr.