Thursday, January 12, 2012

Between Mothers

My elderly mother fell Sunday night/Monday morning and broke her arm.  I...am hundreds of miles away and feel desperately that I should be there to help the rest of my family take care of her, sharing days and nights.

This is 2012, and many people take their elderly parents into their homes where they can help them live a safer life under better circumstances.  This seems more humane, as opposed to the 1970's and 1980's when everyone was chucking their parents into a nursing home until the end of their lives.

Being an historical writer, I can't help but to wonder what my characters of 1867 would do.

Although Sara's parents are both dead, she holds a grudge against her mother.  (Sorry Mom.)  Sara's mother was a vain woman who only worried about her status in life.  She forced Sara into a marriage of convenience.  Her  mother passed away shortly after the wedding leaving Sara to try to survive in a relationship not of her choice.

Grudges wear at you, eat at your soul over time, sucking the marrow out of your bones, leaving you with nothing but anger.  This is what happened to Sara, leaving her feeling dull and numb when she thought of her mother.  So even with the enormous capacity Sara has to help people, I believe she would not want to help her mother.

When a writer creates a character from a real person they do not always have the same occupation.  They might also have characteristics of several people.  My mom is more like Sara than like her mother.  I have been lucky.  Love you Mom.  Get well soon.

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