The last few weeks came with its own set of highs and lows and without further delay, I bring you the last few weeks in bullets:
- My mom (and her church crafting group) was honored as the donor of the year at a state developmental hospital for ten years of making and donating hand made Christmas gifts to the clients
- My mom went into the hospital for pneumonia the next day
- I spent four nights at the hospital with her (sheesh, they never let you sleep there)
- One of my long lost friends called me while I was going to the hospital and offered to keep me company on the night shift (I told him to stay home, but the gesture was so thoughtful. Who does that?)
- My mom came home from the hospital
- We had a visit from my nephews John and Mark and Mark’s wife Kristin
- We enjoyed a lovely and relaxing Thanksgiving holiday
- My doggies were thoroughly spoiled for four days in a row
- I met with my plastic surgeon and scheduled nipple reconstruction (signifying the beginning of the end of reconstruction)
- My mom’s doctor proclaimed her lungs clear
- I was appointed to an advisory council at a local community college
- One of my dearest friends called to tell me he is flying in for a Christmas visit
- Today my mom celebrates her 84th birthday
There are quite a few milestones there. I have had much for which to be thankful this season, but they all pale in comparison to the joy of celebrating my mom’s 84th year. She is an amazingly strong woman who continues to give of herself in every way possible. She is my hero, my inspiration, my friend, and one of the best huggers around. And darn it, she can still solve the word jumbles faster than I can most days!
Happy Birthday, Mom. Here’s to many, many more.
