My Mama doesn't have much time left.
And I'd love it if you would send her cards to cheer her up and let her know people care about her!
But...I want to see her.
I wasn't going to do this. Because you all have helped me in so many ways. Several people suggested this and I pulled back, saying, “No, god no...they've given me so much. So much more than I could ever deserve. I can't ask for more...I just can't.” But I'm going to because I want to see my mommy.
Please don't feel obligated in any way.
Amtrak to California and back: $330
Car rental for a week: $160
Gas & food: $150
Motel for a week: $275
If I'm unable to find a couch to crash on and can't come up with enough for the motel, I will sleep in my rental car with no issue. And if I don't receive enough to make the trip actually happen, I'll give it all back. If you're willing to help and need/want something in return, name it. I don't have much and I don't know what I could do for you but, if it's possible, I'll make it happen.
And I know doing this will result in a flood of hate. Calling me selfish and awful and manipulative. But I want to see my mama. I want to hold her hand and take a million pictures of her and watch Perry Mason with her. I want to brush her hair and sneak in her favorite chocolates from See's Candy. I want to do silly unimportant things with her. I want to kiss her cheek and tell her I love her. Just one more time.
So, just fucking hate me if you want, okay? Because I made a PayPal link. And you don't have to click it or even consider clicking it. But it's here. In case you can. In case you want to.
Paypal: The Mama Fund
Thank you. So much. Thank you for following me, for asking about her, for caring about her health and well-being, for supporting me emotionally, and for all the kind emails I receive that tell me my silly little blog makes a difference.
And my Mama thanks you too. She doesn't really understand the internet or blogs or how all these people know me. But when I cry with appreciation over an email I received or when I'm able to get my psychiatric meds because someone sent me $10 she says, “There really are good people out there.” Her voice surprised but grateful. And I don't know that she believed that before. You haven't only given me hope, you've given it to her as well. And that's something I will never be able to thank you enough for.