A beautiful remembering some of your mother. When I left her apartment in 2011, my mother cried. She exclaimed, "I won't see you again! It proved prophetic. In the years since, I tried several times to arrange another road trip the 1200 miles to see her and the 1200 miles back, also seeing aging friends and relatives, some who never came to see me, but welcomed by visits, nonetheless. The last three years, two planned trips fell through when caregivers could make the trip taking so long.
But she called me regularly, asking me not to call, at 4 PM on Mondays for our weekly talk up until recently when her phone no longer worked for her. She left us on February 14 at 95. I could not attend the memorial with my brothers and sister. But I am fine that she is no longer in pain.
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But she called me regularly, asking me not to call, at 4 PM on Mondays for our weekly talk up until recently when her phone no longer worked for her. She left us on February 14 at 95. I could not attend the memorial with my brothers and sister. But I am fine that she is no longer in pain.
Ron