Today is Mom's 70th birthday. I'd love to be able to wish her a "Happy Birthday Mom!" but to do so over the phone or in person will likely get me scoffed at and treated to a barrage of negativity. Mom isn't, to say the very least, a happy woman. (But, dear Universe, you already know that). And so I offer my "Happy Birthday Mom!" wishes to you, dear Universe, in hopes that one day a greater power will help her out of the dark and into the light (a power neither of us seem to have).
Sincerely & earnestly,
(We're heading over later with her gifts and a Boston Cream Pie, her favorite. She's passed on our breakfast/lunch/dinner invite at her restaurant of choice or here at our place).
*Update: Dear Universe, that was a great start! Thank you!
(We headed over to Mom's around 4pm. She was in a good mood and liked her gifts. At 5pm came home with us for dinner and her good mood continued. When I walked her home afterwards, she thanked me, told me dinner was very nice and she had a good time. WHEW!)