What can I say about the most wonderful woman on this planet. Other than I am so VERY grateful that she is mine. She will be turning 75 this September, and whats so funny is that its taken so much time to see her as anything but what I remember her always being. Its been a tough 4 years, but the progression continues. One more time, God shows me that he won't give me anything I can't handle. She has lived a pretty healthy life so I haven't had the experience of taking care of her. But she has been an awesome teacher over the course of my life. I took her to see "Les Miserables" last night, and as we were leaving the theater, we had to walk down a short flight of stairs. It frustrated her to have to hold on the the rail and to me, and she said "You know, I'm not doing this aging thing very gracefully" My reply was simply, "I think you're doing great, what did you think you would be doing Pirouettes all the way to the end?" We both laughed, but I continued to say "what isn't fair is that you won't be here to take care of me when I go through this" ... She knows that she is the ULTIMATE care giver. She would give the shirt off her back to someone if they needed it. Her reply was "But you will have Ashley, and she will take care of you" Now, I know that this is the natural circle of life, but my lovely daughter Ashley is 11 - going on, I don't know!!! My reply was just was "Oh, then I'm screwed". (My mother and I are very close friends, and for better or worse, have always been there for each other. Our life has not been an easy one, and we were always friends first)
In this area, I would so like to be able to live in the present. Anytime I drift to the future - a future with her not in it - the pain is almost too much to handle. Imagine when I really loose her. AGAIN, in The Shack, the imagination is discussed - "without wisdom, the imagination is a cruel taskmaster" Why is it so much easier to let our imagination drift toward the negative instead of greatness?
Today's blog, no doubt, is buffet of scattered thoughts. Maybe as I get use to this, my thoughts will become more organized.
Anyone reading, Have a blessed day!!
VIDEO TRIBUTE OF MY MOM AND OUR LIFE TOGETHER