I did not understand why our mom was hesitant to buy marijuana from the dispensary on her own
Several months ago I was at our mom’s beach house and I smoked a marijuana joint on the front porch. My mom decided to smoke some of the marijuana joint with me. That day she had amazing pain relief and her knees, back, and 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 exhausting pain in her body and the marijuana products seemed to help. I went to the dispensary for our mom and I bought her a half ounce of marijuana flower. I also bought her some rolling accessories love papers, cones, and a small machine. I did not know if our mom was an expert in Rolling joints or not. All of us never legitimately 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 and even after that all of us was worried 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 and then Venmo’s myself and others money. I know she has her own personal marijuana delivery repair and I bring pop too.