Looking at photos of 17-year-old Mom the summer her dad died, and following her as she marched forward into a life spent pushing the boundaries, I understood that her “living is for living” wasn’t just a way to deal with her elder years, it was the way she’d handled early loss and carried on.
—excerpt from Living Is for Living: A Caregiver’s Story
That was very nice, Terry. You have expressed your flings so well. And you capture your Mom perfectly. She was a wonderful lady.
Thank you, Mrs. Noble : ) Your words are healing, as you knew my Mom as a good friend, and that makes me glad.
Beautifully said Terry! Your words resonates so much with the way I feel about my Mom. Thank you for these happy tears of remembrance.
Vanessa, thank you, I’m glad if the sharing somehow helps, and I hope to see you sometime soon on the basketball court!!
Amen to that indeed! 88 – double infinity sign… I love how you honor her with such reverence.
Gail, thank you for walking with me, as I walked this phase with Mom.
Terry, this entry is my absolute favorite. There is just something about it that captures the journey of love and loss that so many of us have experienced. Your writing touches my heart. You have a gift. Thank you for sharing it with us.
Thank you, Andrea, I appreciate all your love and support.