A neighbor brought over some homemade peanut butter fudge today for my birthday. I just explained that to Mom and offered her a piece. After taking a taste she said, "I'm awfully glad she remembered it was your birthday!"
Thank you Sue, the fudge is terrific (and I'm going to hide the container).
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Dear Pam,
ReplyDeleteYour comments make me laugh and cry at the same time. Your time with your mum is so precious. She is so lucky that she has you to love and care for her.Lucky mother!
love Ginny
Hi Pam - I enjoy reading of your 'moments with mom' too. I guess it is reaasuring to know that others are going through the same thing. The other day I took my grandmother back to the nursing home and while leading her back to the dinner table, she reaches out and takes the drink from the lady beside her. I guess the good thing is - the lady didn't mind....and I suppose it is just like the saying goes: if she didn't mind, then it didn't matter.
ReplyDeleteA friend of mine told me once, "No harm"! That's what I keep in mind a lot....just like you did at the nursing home. Sometimes I have to remind myself because it's not the way we grew up, but it works now.
ReplyDeleteThanks for commenting. It helps to know there are others out there.