Nan's Turn to Share

How different we all are! Yet we all dearly love the mother who gave us life and has helped us each through tears and years of all kinds of living experiences. Nancy expresses herself today, thoughts and feelings common to us all, but written in her own unique way:

Today I miss Mom! I am here with her, and I don’t want to leave. I keep thinking I can make her smile, even get half a smile. Maybe I’ll see a smile in her eyes. I have her repeat her five daughters’ names according to birth order. With a little help and coaxing, she does it! And I say, “Good job, Mom!”

Later…I wonder if calling our names is like a test to her, or is it a good mental exercise? I hope it's the latter. I want her to speak to me, to interact, to laugh out loud, but I would certainly settle for a smile. I want to do something that she wants to do. But she doesn’t know what that is. I try to guess, but Joyce (one of her caretakers) reminds me that she doesn’t know what she wants to do. So we settle for helping her move from the kitchen table to the recliner. There I can take her shoes off and rub her feet. That must feel good!

If I could curl up in her lap, I would. I need to be close to her. Does she need to be close to me? I wonder. I think she does because when I get near her, she always puckers up and I get to kiss that precious face. And she kisses me back. I thank God. That is my blessing today. I can go home now.