Mom is about to blow out the 97 candles
Martha with Edward and Eric wearing her handmade Halloween costumes.
Mom’s day was filled with love and celebration. Dean & Martha made an apple spice birthday cake and the grand children joined them dressed in their Halloween costumes. I joined mom for dinner and it looks like there will be a new resident sitting at her table. After dinner Kaitlyn arrived with a dozen red roses and a sweet visit.
It’s early Sunday morning and I’m making my way through my morning routine when I take my time at the house as I gradually wake up. It feels like my own sacred space where I can gather strength and then come up with some loosely projected clarity of what my priorities should be. At the same time I remind myself that accepting anything as the moment presents it is the best plan. Then I hop mom’s and I’m off to greet the new day with her. Outside her door I take a deep breath and quietly enter. How was her night and can we make this day be a place we want to be?
Mom reading the birthday poem Frine wrote for her.
Kaitlyn with mom and the red roses.