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Sometimes I find it very hard to remember the positive things. I've been told this once or twice in my lifetime ...
So when a positive mom moment occurs, I will now write them down. I'd like to remember the good things too.
...Today, after a fairly nice conversation about address books and piano scales, my mom told me that she loves me. She also said that she's sorry for telling me three weeks ago that she would rather hear an "i love you" from a man. She likes hearing me say it too.

Even though I already know that this is true, it is nice to hear it. My mom used to send me Valentines day cards, and candy hearts or chocolate and I don't think that I stopped to appreciate them. Now she has been too sick to organize herself to send me birthday cards, or valentines candy, and I have found myself really missing it, as cheesy as they may have been. So when a moment like "i love you" comes around, I should stop and appreciate it.

The Center Has to Hold

Ok, first blog of the new year...

2012 starts with a trip to the Hyatt, yes! Apparently my mom is on vacation from her apartment, of course why not stay at the most expensive hotel in the area?  I wish I could do that, and then let my family clean up the credit card mess afterwards, room service please! 

The Center Has to Hold is the name of this blog because having a family member with mental illness is just that. You have to hold it together, you have to clean up messes, and when credit cards are maxed out, you have to foot the bill -- even after death, I am told. No credit card company requires that you pass a mental examination in order to obtain a credit card... and this is where we are now. Racking up a bill at the Hyatt hotel with no ramifications or consequences; not sick enough to be hospitalized, but also not well enough to know that there is not a plot in the neighborhood to poison your food. 

I think we could use a little help here please.