Hey, Susie -- I had the same frustrating issues with my mom that you describe with yours, right up until the night she died in my arms. Ever since then, I've been looking for a loophole in this death business, wishing I could have her back so that she could berate and frustrate me even just for one more day. Sometimes I wake up thinking I could call her long-distance, if I could only figure out the area code for where she is. I envy you so much.
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