All Quiet on the Front, More or Less

Not much has happened this week, but I'm trying to post every week, so I wanted to write a little something.

For two years I called me mother nearly every day. When she got mad at me over her finances (see below), I realized I had to stop calling so often both for self-preservation and because it was making her upset. I've been calling about twice a week.

But I miss talking to her on a daily basis. The last couple times on the phone she has not been mad at me. One time she even told me she loved me after I told her I loved her. It was a bit of a shock. Maybe she is getting over her anger, and we can start to talk more often. I hope so.