Today at age 69 my 94 year old mother took care of me.
As I lay down, not knowing what was wrong with me, feeling I
couldn’t hold myself up, no strength, weak, light headed, wishing this wasn’t
happening, when I heard the tip tap of my mother’s cane and her voice wondering
what was wrong with me and in her mind “my teenage‘s life long” headache. She
walked in my room, sat by me wanting to get me better, help me. And... so she
did. With her scarce vision she handed me a face towel, she went to get me
alkazeltzer she thought would do me good or a pill or a sickness bag in case...
and remained sitting by me asking the same thing over and over, trying to make
me laugh.. until after a while she said goodnight with her blessings hoping I’d
feel better. I didn’t even had strength to hug her !
I’m here for a reason. My plan, to look after her and have a
good life. Could it be ? I’m trying to surround myself with positive energy.
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