I was cleaning the kitchen last night while someone else was on the phone with their mother. The TV had been muted for once, so all I heard was "inanity . . .inanity . . . Trump . . . inanity," while over it was this one-sided conversation with what has become a very familiar pattern
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I'm painfully, and way too slowly, learning the same lesson with my mom, with whom I live 24/7 and who is experiencing memory issues (but not seriously yet). I thought I was a very kind and patient person until it was put to the test, so now I'm trying so much harder. It's difficult, though. Very difficult. When a parent becomes the child, and the child becomes the parent... :(
*hugs you tightly*
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