Mom and stuff

Sunday we visited Mom again. We always see her on Sundays. Anyway, she had prepared a few pot plants for our cactus garden. Now I just have to get them in place before she comes to visit. She's really good at this cactus growing thing. What I might do though is buy a whole lot of pots of the same style / shape and replant them. Preferably square pots, as they are easier to place on the steep slope of the proposed cactus / rock garden. Will see if I can get a bunch at a sale somewhere. I also have a couple of my own cactus plants which i can transplant into pots and add to our "collection". It's going to look so good.

While we were there I again raised the issue of her moving to a flat on my property, or even to a small apartment nearer to where I live. Not that I have to have her near me, but it would be safer. And again, she refused, even getting cross. So I pointed out that I don't want to be the next one to get a call to tell me my Mom had been attacked and killed. And she came back with, oh, you get over it in a couple of days.

And that's just the point. This other kid, see my story on the murdered senior citizen, he's going to have to live with it for the rest of his life. What if he never got divorced the first time? Would his Mom have emigrated back to Italy sooner? What if he had offered to emigrate with her, and go away from here like his two sisters had done? Why didn't he take her back to his place for a week or so after the first incident, and maybe have the armed response fitted for her?

In my case, I told Mom, if the same had to happen, I will be forced to kill a Kaffir a day for the rest of my natural life, in revenge, and this would guarantee me a place in hell! This scared her because she's so scared that any of her near and dear one's might not make the big pearly gates. But not enough, it seems, to convince her to move.

I'll keep trying though, and maybe even have a chat with my security friend about putting up a high palisade fence and motorized gate on her premises. Not that she wants it, but then maybe I shouldn't give her a choice.

Salagatle!