I confused my mother yesterday. She had
been looking at the pictures of her family on the wall and not so much
reminiscing (since she doesn't have firm memories any more), but saying how
lucky she had been to have such a good family, how much fun they had
together, etc.
She looked at me and said, "didn't we?"
I said "Well, I wasn't there, so don't know."
"You weren't there? Why weren't
you there?"
"I wasn't born yet!"
She was confused and she asked me how I got
there. I tried to talk around the subject but finally said "you had
sex with my father."
She looked shocked. "I had sex
with your father??? How could I ever have sex with your
father???"
I finally realized she didn't know who I was.
I asked if she knew who I was and she said. "Of course. You're
my sister."
I told her that no, I was her daughter.
She thought about that for awhile and finally said "I'm going to have to
think about that. I don't understand a word of what you're saying."
Sigh.
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