Dear Mom,By Jonelle-Elise copyright 2011
It just seemed easier that way. It's not quite that easy with you. You're still here; actually you're right here under my roof!
That doesn't seem to matter.
You're my Mom.
That seems to carry more weight than it should.
I'm your caretaker now.
I know you don't like that;
Neither do I.
I'm not sure I can handle it.
I've been so stressed out by so many things lately; taking care of my own needs has been put on the bottom of the list.
I'm your daughter.
I always have been.
I always will be.
You never knew that. You might've suspected that I was 'different'.
I always knew.
I hope you can deal with this.
I'm not sure I can.
I Love You Mom.
Jonelle-Elise