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The Morning Mail [Oct. 17th, 2015|10:40 am]
Tony Grist
My mother's mail consists almost entirely of catalogues, advertising and appeals from charities. Going through it with her paper knife used to make her feel connected and still in charge- but now it just frets her. She hands me a catalogue for womenswear and says, "I don't know what this is. Aileen can deal with it."

[User Picture]From: porsupah
2015-10-17 12:55 pm (UTC)
Mind you, I imagine that's about an exciting as most people's post, these days - must be rather a tragic sense, being an old-time postman. Where once you'd be delivering all manner of letters of conversation, now it's almost all bills, newsletters, and junk mail. And even the bills are fading away, with much of it going online.

At least you're there. I'm a couple hours away from my mother, and I can't even get in touch with her, at the moment - her phone's been off for a month now, she refused to speak to the friendly neighbor I'd asked to drop by to ask her to turn it back on, and even a little letter asking her to turn it back on doesn't seem to've had any effect. *sigh* But, she does have a social worker calling in each morning, and I know they have my number, so I know she's okay. All the same, it's disquieting.
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2015-10-17 02:56 pm (UTC)
We're four or five hours away from Ailz's mother. She keeps in touch but it's a nagging worry.

We had to choose between mothers and my mother's need was greater. If we hadn't moved down she'd have been in a home by now. Ailz's mother is younger and still able to manage for herself.
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