Moms

Life has been pretty rough, and busy, in Kaoland recently. From family feuds, to totaled cars, to hospital stays and fluffy kitties, the world has been a strange, strange, place.
Moms are a great equalizing force. Or at least, Kaachan is. Unless she is the one being directly affected by the mischievous pixie referred here-on as “Failmonkey,” she and I have an amiable relationship, relaxed and anti-stress. As I’m not by nature a person who is stressful, I feel as if I’m a good sounding board to her, and she gives me news in a succinct and straightforward manner.
We had one of those conservations tonight. She called, I answered. We discussed such things as my great-aunt’s upcoming chemotherapy appointments, her incoming cigarette quit date, and how high definition television doesn’t cost any more money under my current provider. I discussed concerns that my current medication wasn’t working as well as it should, she discussed the plague of bull-ants in her backyard. In closing, we had a discussion on faith.
“I don’t know, Kao. I’m not sure I can do it.”
“Yes you can, Kaachan. I know you can.”
“You’re putting me on a pedestal, Kao. And I’m going to fall.”
“No, Kaachan. I’m believing in you. It’s about time I returned the favor.”

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