I'm pissed.

This morning I went up help Mother with a couple of things, while I was there I went ahead and cleaned out her frig, bleached the kitchen counter tops, and scrubbed the bathroom. We stripped the bed in the guest room and I'll let John and Barb put on their clean sheets. I ran the sweeper for her since it is more than she can manage.

While I was there one of the ladies from her Sunday School class called to talk about her own problems. While I was listening to their conversation or at least Mother's end of it I got really mad.

I've not thought about it before because I am just the kind of person that is used to doing things myself and not having to ask for help. So was my Mother. But, she still goes to church every Sunday and every Wednesday so you know they know that she is almost incapable of normality.
Not once,not one freaking time has someone from her church - the church she has been going to for almost 50 years - come to bring her a meal or to help her clean her house or offered to take her to the store or any damn thing. NOT ONE TIME.
And, my brother has even called the pastor and asked him to find someone who would just come sit with her a few hours during the week.

IS THAT WHAT CHURCH IS SUPPOSED TO BE??????

I don't think so.