Good Things To Share
This weekend was really special, for many different reasons, the following one in particular:
Mom and I went to Trader Joe's for a few things on Friday night. I noticed the "SmartOnes" and "Lean Cuisines" in her freezer had gone uneaten and thought we could find easy to prepare dinners that she might like at TJ's instead. It was a longer drive than to her usual store, but turned out to be worth the extra time. She marveled over the teensy tiny mandarin oranges she had to take home because they were cute, picked up spinach lasagna on my recommendation and tried some other different things - nice to see her enjoy something new.
On our way home, over the big mall in town we saw....fireworks. OMG how cool is that! Fireworks in the beginning of November! I was like a kid, 'cept that I was driving, and trying to watch the show at the same time. My birthday is July 4th. Mom was loving it too. She told me about the times her parents would take her and her sisters to the drive in and how grandma made popcorn and brought pop to the show, how they saw fireworks at intermission. Sweet memories of summer! We'd pulled into the mall parking lot to see the finale, giggling in the car over our fireworks memories and what a happy thing it is to see any time of year.
I looked at the time and apologized for keeping her out later than usual. That's when she said "Oh I don't mind, being out with you is like a Pajama Party On Wheels!" We laughed, me to keep from crying. I so needed to hear that from her. Sometimes our relationship was prickly. I was hoping that I could step up and be the daughter she needed, not be so selfish. She just told me I'd done that, and more. And I got my mom back for a bit.
I wrap these moments around me like a blanket, I know they are fleeting and her disease will worsen. These memories will be the ones I count on to get me through what's coming. The days we feel like Thelma and Louise, the world is ours in a hot convertible. (you know I feel the same way about you too Dreamer ;) all Thelma and Louise-y )
Voyageur
PS: Thank you for reading our blog - really. Knowing you're here makes this a bit easier for us, and I hope we connect with you to lighten your journey as well.
P.S.S Mom called this morning. She and her sister went to the Salvation Army this morning and she bought a cookie shooter. Mom tells me she's making cookie dough today and the next time I come over I better watch out cuz she's going to shoot cookies at me. We laughed ourselves silly. Sis, beware when you come home, mom will shoot cookies at ya :)
She called again - this time to tell me she gets the first shot lolol!
Mom and I went to Trader Joe's for a few things on Friday night. I noticed the "SmartOnes" and "Lean Cuisines" in her freezer had gone uneaten and thought we could find easy to prepare dinners that she might like at TJ's instead. It was a longer drive than to her usual store, but turned out to be worth the extra time. She marveled over the teensy tiny mandarin oranges she had to take home because they were cute, picked up spinach lasagna on my recommendation and tried some other different things - nice to see her enjoy something new.
On our way home, over the big mall in town we saw....fireworks. OMG how cool is that! Fireworks in the beginning of November! I was like a kid, 'cept that I was driving, and trying to watch the show at the same time. My birthday is July 4th. Mom was loving it too. She told me about the times her parents would take her and her sisters to the drive in and how grandma made popcorn and brought pop to the show, how they saw fireworks at intermission. Sweet memories of summer! We'd pulled into the mall parking lot to see the finale, giggling in the car over our fireworks memories and what a happy thing it is to see any time of year.
I looked at the time and apologized for keeping her out later than usual. That's when she said "Oh I don't mind, being out with you is like a Pajama Party On Wheels!" We laughed, me to keep from crying. I so needed to hear that from her. Sometimes our relationship was prickly. I was hoping that I could step up and be the daughter she needed, not be so selfish. She just told me I'd done that, and more. And I got my mom back for a bit.
I wrap these moments around me like a blanket, I know they are fleeting and her disease will worsen. These memories will be the ones I count on to get me through what's coming. The days we feel like Thelma and Louise, the world is ours in a hot convertible. (you know I feel the same way about you too Dreamer ;) all Thelma and Louise-y )
Voyageur
PS: Thank you for reading our blog - really. Knowing you're here makes this a bit easier for us, and I hope we connect with you to lighten your journey as well.
P.S.S Mom called this morning. She and her sister went to the Salvation Army this morning and she bought a cookie shooter. Mom tells me she's making cookie dough today and the next time I come over I better watch out cuz she's going to shoot cookies at me. We laughed ourselves silly. Sis, beware when you come home, mom will shoot cookies at ya :)
She called again - this time to tell me she gets the first shot lolol!