Wow, some graphic for Mother's Day.  A picture tells a thousand words in this case.  I hate to vent; yet this journal has become my haven for releasing; especially things that would hurt my children even more if they read it.  So much for my lack of words this morning in my other journal.

My mom is extremely upset and depressed since her car accident and mourning the loss of independence from driving but not to the extent that my brother was claiming. 

Things were nice today.  My mother seemed ok; not wonderful but not totally despondent; just in a state of flux.  Then...we were in the kitchen.  I was finishing dishes.  We got done.  I went on the porch; the look on Joey's face was like death.  My brother left and the doo doo hit the fan.  It seems my brother told Joey that when my mother is no longer around, his "free ride" is over.  He will need to get a job and grow up.  I was livid.  My son suffers from depression; an illness the last I heard.  He is working 10 months out of the year and gets panic attacks with interviews. He blows them all through no fault of his own.  My mother then came out.  I hesitated to say anything since she was already upset over the accident at Easter.  It had to be done.  My brother had gone too far this time.  My mother was livid and called his cell phone.  I must say she really laid into him and let him know who is still the matriarch of the family.  I also know that my brother was not referring to Joey getting a free ride.  Joey lives with me.  My mother has helped me each month financially since my child support ended two years ago.  My brother has said nasty things to me off and on about this.  I'm the one who's getting the free ride in his mind although I wouldn't call it a free ride.  I'm not happy that I'm dependent upon my mother at this time one bit but thankful for her generosity.

My BF is intervening this week.  My mother respects my BF and listens to him.  I have to think because he is so much like my dad was.  See, I did it right the second time around.  He is going to speak to my mom about the will.  This has to be done as my brother is far too cocky about controlling the purse strings after my mother is gone.  I have a feeling the will is set up that way for him to be so arrogant about it. 

For Heaven's sake, she is still alive.  What is wrong with him?  And on Mother's Day? I'm not sure my mother knows what is in her will.  It's in my brother's safe at his house.  This will be taken care of some time this week.

I'm still so furious with my brother for attacking my son.  My mother is furious because Joey is her heart and soul.  She saw how upset he was.  And my heart broke because my 87 year old mother had to have another nail punched through her heart by her own son.  Somehow he will try to talk his way out of this one.  She will want to believe him because she doesn't have the strength not to.  But I have strength, and my BF has even more.

On a lighter note, this was in the Asia blog today (Megan in the blue top in the front).  There was another entry but I have a whopping headache.  I'll post it tomorrow.

           HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY FROM BEIJING 

           

The entire Asian study abroad group wants to wish all of the mothers out there a Happy Mothers' Day!