Nutcase or not. She is my mother. I will not deny that she is my mother. I will not hide from the fact that she is my mother. She is only human. She gave life to me in substitute of God. All I can ever do in repay is taking care of her when she is in pain and confusion. I will not want her to be made a fool. She has taken care of me since I was still a child. Why can't I do the same? I love her. Afterall, she is my blood whereas you are only half. In the end, there will regrets that can only be a remembrance.