I never really understood why she never had the patience, it was always something demanding and being shouted towards. I guess in time I will understand.
Ughh why must she always yell?
I was getting to it, gosh. Why is the first thing you do is yell about it?
I don´t have the nerves and patience anymore Belma. If only you knew the amount of work and blood your father and I put in to raise you guys even after all we went through.
Yea mom?
WHY HAVEN´T YOU DONE WHAT I SAID TO DO?!
Then let me know mom.
And that´s exactly what she did. She had told me her whole life story which made me understand a certain way she reacted to things, and at that point I couldn´t even be angry about them. I had felt a pity towards her then, all it took was an explanation to understand.
Here we are a couple months later, she had promised to take me to see her fathers grave. I sat there trying my best to comfort her, my heart truly was aching for her at this moment.