A week ago I was having a rough morning. It was the culmination of a stressful couple weeks dealing with some of my husband's work stuff, combined with the stress of keeping our fingers crossed that the rental sale would go through and it would close and we could move on with our lives in that sense, and then a neighbor's huge pile of burning garbage was the straw that broke the camel's back. I had already vented at length to my husband about the situation, and besides, he's in the middle of most of the stress too, even more so than I am for parts of it! So when I was feeling near tears just thinking about the idiots burning garbage, and the fire department not fining them for it, and, and... I called my mom.
She might not always know what to say to get me back to feeling level headed again, but she always tries, and usually succeeds. We chatted and she let me complain and complain about how unfair things were, and how things weren't right, and how it was wrong, and so on. By listening and giving good feedback, she let me see what I was really mad about (my husband's work situation) and what was just irritating but ignorable (idiot neighbors burning garbage). She let me move on with my normal day-to-day things, and feel that I still had a handle on getting to a solution that worked for the stresses in my life.
I feel very lucky that I have such a great mom who will drop whatever she's doing to talk to me about whatever random thing I want to talk to her about. So Thanks Mom, I love you :)
[PS, Dad, if you're reading this, thanks for letting me use these pictures of yours without asking you about it first, love you too! ;) ]