Ok, this is my first try at this - here anyway. Have a "journal" on AOL, and the darned thing never lets me edit it half the time. So, a friend has one here and thought I'd give it a shot.
I went up to visit Mom today. For those of you who don't know me well, my Mom is my best friend. She just turned 82 a couple weeks ago and is a little tiny Greek woman. (Actually Greek and Cherokee Indian. Quite a mix eh?) Mom has helped me through so much in my life. She is an amazing woman. Life has been rough on her, even lately. She just finished treatments for breast cancer, has had 4 strokes...and keeps on going. She lost her husband of 48 yrs, has lost two children, yet she always has a smile and a kind word for anyone and everyone.
She told me today that my father came to her the other day (my father passed in 1989) and told her it was time for her to come and join him, my brother and my sister. She told him she isn't ready yet, that she still has things to do and things she wants to see. One being, she wants to see my son find love and get married. When she had her last strokes she told me later she had many conversations with him. I believe her. It scares me though. I'm not ready to lose her yet. I know it's a part of life, and we should expect it - doesn't mean I have to like it. Yes, I know she is 82, yes I know she has been ill - doesn't mean she is ready to go, and I'm not ready to let her. I will when the time comes. I will continue to talk to her and share my life with her. But my heart will be broken and I will miss her hugs.
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