Posted by Dinah on October 26, 2012, at 17:06:02
She's not doing well in her health.
The other day she had a disappointment and was rather upset about it. She spoke about her disappointment openly. I felt awful for her, almost maternal myself. I was talking to my family about how upset I was for her, how I hated seeing her hurt, but ended up by saying that eventually it would shift in her mind until it was a blazing success instead of a disappointment.
It took little over 24 hours. I asked her about it today and she told me how happy she was and how well everything turned out. I'm sure she was telling the truth.
It's the sort of thing that annoys me, when it affects me. But this time I am pleased for her. It must be nice.
When I read "Harold and the Purple Crayon" for the first time I yelled "THAT'S MY MOTHER!!!" She draws her reality around her as she goes. The world and it's actual events are just a blank canvas for her.
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