Death and Taxes

Back in November, I wrote my Goodbye Drama Mama post. That's when I decided enough was finally enough with certain family members and Mother. I did all my mourning then as well, and, wept profusely.

Last night Mother passed and I've barely felt the pain. My family of origin was highly dysfunctional, i.e. totally nuts. I spent part of the day reading Drama Mama's emails that I've saved since 2003. She was really something and so are the others (still living) involved in this most recent go round.

It's relief I feel, with only a tiny bit of shame for being glad she's gone. I certainly hope that Mother manages to work through a few issues before we meet again. And, today, once again I felt the kindness of my husband and my kids. It's so nice that we don't have to be defined by our messy families of origin.

This afternoon, I've passed the time by quietly working on the longest tax return I've ever had to prepare in our married life. There is that old saying, "Nothing is certain but death and taxes."