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This will be short as I am typing on my phone.  Up early at Mom’s, trying to be quiet as she sleeps.  Going thru some old photos.  This one made me smile.  Erik is 15 now so this was a while ago.  Apparently I was yakking away and nephew Erik looks amused.  I am sure whatever i was saying was highly entertaining!

Sue

I’m packing my bag, and I’ll be picking up my mom from the rehab facility that’s been her home for a month or so where she’s been recovering from her stroke.  I’ll be staying with mom in her apartment, and will hopefully be able to do some work to help her vacate her apartment as she gets ready to move into an assisted living facility about May 1.

Mom’s worked hard in rehab and come a long way, but it’s apparent she shouldn’t live alone in her apartment any more.

I’ll have access to my e-mail, Facebook, and the Web through my phone.  (Soooo glad I took the plunge into the 21st century and bought a smart phone in December.)  I’m also packing a sewing machine!  With all the emergency room/hospital/rehab visits, insurance issues, apartment issues, new-place-t0-live search, I haven’t sewn a stitch in over a month.  (Well, I take that back.  I did hand-stitch on my Grandfather’s Rose Garden hexie quilt at DayStitchers.)  My plan is to take care of mom during the day and sew at night (Mom’s been going to bed at 8:00).  That just made me shudder!  Things never seem to go according to PLAN!!!

And this is really embarrassing.  I just searched through my pictures so I could include a photo of Mom.  Thousands of bugs/birds/flowers pictures later, I found this 2008 photo when she stayed at our house for a few days because her shoulder was bothering her.  (I think I caught her laughing.)  We were watching the Kentucky Derby and thought we should wear hats.  Okay, I thought we should wear hats.  I definitely need to take my new camera with me and take “people pictures” more often!

So think of me and my mom, Velma, as we spend these days together.  There sure to be good times and hard times as we get her ready for her move.

–Sue