An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.

I called my mother today. It was her birthday and it's tradition, even when I was at summer camp I would always call her. My dad answered. He hung up when he heard it was me. Didn't even say good-bye.

I called back when I knew he wouldn't be there which is what I should have in the first place. I could have saved myself a lot of pain that way.

My mother is fine. She wants to come visit. I told her I didn't think it would be a good idea.

Happy Birthday, Mom.