I saw my mother today for the first time in three years.
She was on one of the witnessing carts in town at a station I don’t usually get off at. I did today as I was dropping my daughter off somewhere. I don’t know if she saw me but, damn, she looks old and tired.
We walked past, I gave her a head-nod and smile. She ignored it (or didnt see it). My daughter didn’t even know who she was so didn’t look up.
I told my older brother (who never got baptized and stopped going to meetings years ago), and he told me she’s been diagnosed with some sort of lung disease. Her doctor has told her to slow down, rest and basically take it easy. The problem with that is, she’s a fulltime pioneer. My brother told me that since the last convention she “realized” that the doctor’s advice was obviously a test from Satan to get her to stop pioneering – so she’s now actually doing more than she was before.
She’s pioneering herself into an early grave.