I remember a couple of years ago. When our mom was sick. I wanted him to call mom. He did not do it. Mom had been sick for almost a year. She lost her weight until she turned as skinny as a beanpole. He did not care. I wonder if he remembers what my mom had done for him and turned him into what he is today.
I pushed him to call mom on her last moments. He finally talked to mom. It did not take long for mom to take her last breath.
Those moments came across my mind like movie scenes. They brought my sanity back and I told myself, if he could do it to ma, he would do it to me. So take it...do not try to understand, just carry it.
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