Yesterday, Mom asked me ten times if I was her sister. She doesn't have a sister and I don't either. Who was she looking for?
"You're my mommy and I'm your daughter" I told her with a big cheery smile, trying to hold back my tears. She told me I was lying, each time.
Later, during my visit, when she knew
who I was, she got all angry and teary because she hasn't seen me in
years, I never come to visit, and nobody loves her. I hugged her tight and we both cried.