A dear friend of mine called me last night. It is one of those friends that you click with immediately. You spend years together and become family. We worked together for many years. We became sisters. We knew each other’s secrets and took them to the vault. (and by the way, those kind of friends are few and far between) We vowed we would stay connected after our jobs were outsourced but years went by and of course, we did not stay in touch. But like I said she phoned last night. She had found my blog. She wanted me to know how proud she was of me. I had shared my dreams of wanting to write children’s books with her many years ago. Although this blog is far from being an author it is something.(baby steps) To be honest I had not thought of that dream in many years. When you get older sometimes life does not turn out like you thought. You hit bumps in the road, you get divorced, you lose a parent…….
We shared stories of what had been going on in our lives. She had lost her mother. I cannot imagine how that feels. I feel like my mama is the center of my universe I do not know what a day would be like without her. I could not sleep for thinking about the details of how my dear friend lost her mother, how short our time here is and how I wish more than anything I could live in the moment.
My mom is 85. She has leukemia and vascular dementia. We live together. I work full time. I would love to be free to jump in my car and take her on road trips. My goal for 2019 is to figure out how to spend more fun time with her before it is too late.
My dear friend told me this before we hung up “Write from the heart because you never know if you can help others that are going thru the exact same thing”
I will do that starting today.
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Thank you, Susie!
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.