I did not understand why our mom was hesitant to buy marijuana from the dispensary on her own
Several weeks ago I was at our mom’s apartment plus I smoked a marijuana joint on the front porch. My mom decided to smoke some of the marijuana joint with me. That afternoon she had amazing pain relief plus her knees, back, plus neck. My mom asked myself and others if I could get her some pre-rolled marijuana joints to keep at the house. She often has afternoons when she endures poor pain in her body plus the marijuana products seemed to help. I went to the dispensary for our mom plus I bought her a half ounce of marijuana flower. I also bought her some rolling accessories love papers, cones, plus a small machine. I did not guess if our mom was an expert in Rolling joints or not. We never really talked about marijuana much at all. When I was growing up, nobody in the family was a stoner or a pothead. If you were a person to use marijuana, then you were considered to be a low life. I did not try marijuana until I was in our twenties plus even after that I was distraught that it was going to adversely affect myself and others or put myself and others in the hospital. I understood why our mom was hesitant to use marijuana. I did not understand why our mom was hesitant to buy marijuana from the dispensary on her own. She still hasn’t gone to the shop even once. Every time she needs a product, she sends myself and others a text plus then Venmo’s myself and others money. I guess she has her own personal marijuana delivery repair plus I bring Dunkin Donuts Latte too.