There is nothing that makes my mom more happy than me taking a weekday off. She loves for us to go somewhere or for me to just be home with her. I took one of those days on Friday. It started out great with breakfast at Cracker Barrell. We were chatting. I took a photo of her smiling. While eating she got a little chocked. She got embarrassed. She was worried that I was embarrassed. I was scared. She was talking and coughing which were both good signs. She ended being ok and we did a little shopping.
The medication she takes for leukemia has a long list of common side effects (Imbruvica). I think she has had everyone of them. Dealing with an ageing parent is all new territory for me. She is changing a bit everyday. I have to keep reminding myself to be very patient. I want to make her life as easy and as wonderful as possible. I do not want her to see me get frustrated or impatient. This takes a lot of prayer and mentally talking to myself.
As I write this I hear her in the kitchen whistling. She wakes up so happy. She makes her bed every single day. How did she have a daughter who needs two cups of coffee each morning before I can make complete sentence, who seldom makes her bed and never seems to have the time to stop and smell the roses so to speak? There are many things we do have in common. We share love for lipstick/makeup, flowers, Christmas, snow, the cat, predictable Lifetime/Hallmark movies, fall leaves, coffee, sitting outside, reality shows, the beach, shopping, food, laughing and on and on.
I am blessed.
My parents took my brother and me on two vacations. We went to Nashville, TN (Grand Ole Opry) and Daytona Beach February 1972 (Daytona 500) I need to explain our sad faces in photo number 1. The vacation was a surprise destination so when we started out daddy did not reveal where we were going. My brother and I hoped it was the beach as we had never been. Guess what? It wasn’t!
They thought to spend money on vacations was a waste of money so needless to say after the Daytona trip I do not recall another one with my parents.
After daddy died momma wanted to go to Myrtle Beach. She had never seen the ocean. She loves it! She wants to go all the time and I wish I could take her more. It is definitely her happy place.
I have been thinking about blogging for a few months. I have always loved writing but am unsure if I am good at it. My favorite subject is my mom Nona. I am currently 56 years old and mom is soon to be 85. Throughout our life, we have been more like sisters. Our relationship has never been formal. She is not “mother” she is “momma”, mom or Nona to me. I hope to bring humor to taking care of our parents as they age.
When my dad fell in 2008 and became a quadriplegic she moved in with me. Our routine was I would drop her off at the skilled nursing center every morning at 730am. I would go to work and pick her up after I got off. I have a brother who was a wonderful support system for us and he would drop her off in the evenings sometimes. In 2010 when my dad passed away she moved back to their house and I moved in with her. It was shortly after that when she was diagnosed with leukemia.
With my blog, I am hoping to record my memories with momma. If what I write brings a smile or some helpful info I would certainly love that.
I would love feedback with my blogging technique since I am a beginner. I heard you should begin your blog like you are talking to a group of your friends.