My mom has sass!

My mom quit her job at the K-Bro Linens factory. I found out this morning when I saw her in the kitchen (she’s usually out of the house at 6 am—well before I’m awake). She just walked off the floor. I’m unhappy with the circumstances (pretty dodgey if you ask me) of why she left K-Bro, but I’m glad she doesn’t have to work there anymore. It’s hard for a 63-year old mother of 3 to work in an industrial clothing launderer. The job was killing her in my opinion.

Then I had a troubling thought: Maybe it was the only thing that is keeping her alive.

Granted, my mom is in good physical health, but I know that she’s really upset. It’s almost as bad as January, when my grandmother [her mother] passed on.

Financially, things are fine. Both my father, my brother Kai, and I all have full-time jobs [Win works part-time]. We definitely don’t need the money.

I think my mom is confronting the fact that she may never work again. It would scare me, that’s for sure. I know she feels helpless. Right now it’s in her union’s hands.

Work is busy, almost frustrating at times. It’s stimulating, but it doesn’t make me happy. Not with this weighing me down. I can’t stand it when my mom is sad.

Cheers,

Tai