Mother's Day

The day of  agony and pain for me.  I found out my mother is dead via email, months after the fact just this year, March 9th to be exact. She spent the last thirty years of her life as a ward of the state.  I testified and the competency hearing; helped put her away.  I don't mourn.  I boil with anger that a sweet little child was abandoned by both it's mother and father; a strange occurrence I would think, perhaps if I were a malformed chimp it might be more common.  I feel like a malformed chimp today, perhaps even a little rabid, foaming at the mouth and ready to bite: mean, baby chimp.