I was able to travel to see my Mom recently. It was a quiet visit, not a lot of family and just the way I wanted because many visits leave me busy with the whole family and not much time with my Mom. This was sweet and restful and what we both hoped for.
My mom has been a widow since 1986 and has managed to keep and care for her home, be a great buddy to her sweet pets Taffy and Duke, and watch over her beloved neighbors as they have had their own health challenges.
Mom survived 2 cardiac events and pressed on to recover her strength and independence. She is a hard worker for her own health as she sees that it is her way to stay in her beloved home.
She had to give up driving as her vision is challenged and that was both a strong and a hard decision. Now she depends on the kindness of others to get to appointments but she does take her own little scooter to get her Lotto tickets and pick up incidentals at the corner stop-and-shop.
On my visit we went through her art closet. I grew up with my Mom's beautiful pastel art around our house.
I believe that my love of art came from her. Self trained and timid about sharing her art she often says " I am not an artist, I just copy what I see"
I think that you will agree with me that she has and always had an artistic gift. Her vision limits her art now and at my visit, she was giving away some of her art and tools. I was gifted with her sketchbooks and look at them often now.
I wonder sometimes if my own children will look at my art someday in their future and remember the things that I loved.
I am so very proud of my Mom and thankful for each day we can be friends. Happy Mother's Day Mommy. I love you very much.