this morning my mother died she was 65 (serious I was expecting her to last longer) it started 6 months ago with a stroke which I kept secret for the most part and when she came back I was stuck at home with my dad taking care of her which drove me a bit insane then she went back for something and tried again for therapy but the insurance cut her off before she was 65 (which feels illegal) and another trip for another reason and no less than a week after her return she gave up the ghost.
she was loving mother to me but not to my late brother who died last year and her relationship with my father was a bit worse than the comic strip the lockhorns but he never cheated and they could cook and she was the one who got thrown out of parties sometimes. she also was not a fan of furries but knew she could not stop me, she thought were all perverts (and my dad compares her to a mule sometimes) she was also kind of a racist (but felt hate groups were cowards and did not do enough at times during rants) but again she was my mom a woman who rushed me to a doctor or hospital when I got sick or hurt even when I was off the insurance and shrugged off the cost. she also helped me learn to drive.
Somtimes she made loving her difficult
will be online no funeral or travel