spend more time with my parents

I have been spending more time with my parents and its really awesome. me and my parents have a lot in common, as it turns out. We like history and dont mind walking around the city. It’s been really cool!

My parents are loving and supportive in their own ways. It has taken me so many years to except their love just the way it is. My father is somewhat ill and may not have a whole lot of time left and i worry that if sooner comes rather than later i would never forgive myself. My mother is a whole other chapter in my life that is will forever be unfinished. We have come so very far in our relationship but so much is left unsaid. I hope that she and i can grow closer to break down more of the walls that separate us.

Mummy has been offered an apt. in my building, almost across the hall from me. Thank you God, I mean that from the bottom of my heart. With the loss of my Dad, mum and I are much closer and I realize how important it is for me to call her, just for no reason, and yap. She even thanks me for calling her, imagine!

This Sunday is Mother’s Day, I will be spending it with my dear mother. Hopefully I can think of something to make the day special that isn’t expensive or fattening. LOL

I am calling mum at least once a day, sometimes more like two or three times. She is only 45 kms away, but it’s long distance. Thank goodness I have a package that gives me 1500 minutes of long distance, any time of day, within Canada. It makes it easy to pick up the phone and call her, even if something silly is on the TV.

I have wanted to do this, I have progressively started seeing more of my folks. It is now at once every second week, and twice every other. I think if it gets more than that, I’ll haver to move back in with them. Done :)

I haven’t looked at this ‘thing’ in a while. I realized that when I wrote the last entry, it was the summertime, my dad was alive and we were planning on going to the cabin. Right after that, my dear mother got ill, had her quadruple heart bypass, then I had surgery, then my father passed away.

Now, I have only my mother, who I love dearly. I miss my dad something awful, I was always his little princess, even at 41 years old. He wished me a happy birthday on the day before he died, which was my birthday. I am hoping that soon, very soon, my mother’s name will get to the top of the list for housing and she can move into the same apartment building that I am in. I am praying for this and hope that it’s God’s will, it would make it so much easier to spend more time with her if she lived down the hall.

there arent enough hours in the day, and i do see them everyday cuz i live with them, this was a stupid goal Lol jk but its more about treating them well when you are around them.

I want to go out with them, explore the city, put a smile on their faces :)

...when my mum is sometimes in France because of some medical complications, my step mum in Sofia, Bulgaria, my brothers as well and my dad in Romania. And I’m in the UK. Home is just a feeling!