Today is my mom's birthday.
She is living in a homeless shelter.
She isn't the type of person what you'd imagine living in a homeless shelter.
My dad passed at the beginning of the year.
He was the sole income provider for them.
She hasn't had a real job since I was little.
They made bad financial decisions and he passed with no life insurance.
She spends her days filling out applications everywhere.
She can't find anyone who is willing to hire a 60 year old with little to no job experience.
I feel horrible for not letting her come to my house.
But it isn't as black and white as it seems.
She is a very good person but has not been the best mother.
There is a lot of pain and resentment there.
I so desperately want to help her but the only option cannot be moving her across state to live with me.
I have a son.
I love him so much that i would die for him.
I cannot rightfully say that and then allow someone like my mother to have access to him on a daily basis.
I don't know what to do.
I don't know how to help her.
And it breaks my heart knowing, especially on her birthday, that she doesn't have a place to call her own.