“Sweetie” The nickname given to my mother from her mother in law Truly a befitting one My mother, the woman who tries so hard, intelligent, yet still, occasionally a child A strong, strong woman Trying to accommodate everyone
Thankfully our move has provided some much needed personal space Otherwise, she’d already have her hair out by now
Her parents with their obsessive religious rituals, must make sweets tomorrow even when they get wasted Must prepare... Must...
Her mother in law, dripping waves of anxiety like a leaky faucet Soon to become a waterfall
Her husband, Weak as a newborn chick From surgery and culminating stubbornness about to explode
Her 10 year old truant son, Not only does he need to be shuttled places Also insists upon watching YouTube at every available hour
And me, Her daughter At least I can drive and stay out of her way At least I can provide hugs, be a listening ear, and do my best to be considerate But my rebellious nature Peeks through as well