I know it’s been a long time since I last wrote. There’s not much change in Mom’s status, which is a good thing.
She’s a Happy Camper.
She wishes me Good Morning with a huge smile.
She laughs because exercise tickles.
She sleeps when she feels like it.
TV is fun or not, it’s still watchable.
Occasionally she spits out chewed food.
Occasionally she thinks afternoon tea is breakfast time. At times I’m her sister.
But on the whole, it’s peace and love. Life goes on. Touch wood.