We took advantage of a break in the humidity and sat for a spell on the porch. I sat on the glider and read with the sound of passing traffic and our neighbor’s riding mower in the background. Right after this photo was taken, Scout jumped up on the glider to join me and we rocked gently back and forth.
Mom is back home. And we know nothing – just like the last time she was hospitalized. She can barely walk and she’s exhausted but she’s happy to be home. There are some things that medicine cannot define or explain with a diagnosis. I think the slow process of a body shutting down is one. So much of that process remains a mystery. As it should be, I suppose. I am a person who always wants to figure things out, to find the answer. I can’t on this one. I just know that Mom is slowly letting go.
Some things in life should remain unexplainable and mysterious.
On a happier note, I received a package in the mail last week from my friend, Rizzi. That little dickens surprised me with this:
Isn’t this wonderful? Thank you, Rizzi – I was still feeling achey and tired on that day and this was just what the doctor ordered. Do you see that package of lemon cookies on the left? Even though I’m technically “not eating sugar,” these somehow disappeared. How did that happen?
