Flirting with Normal

brunchwithmomThis past weekend my sister came to town to visit with Mom. On Sunday, we took her out to brunch. It’s been a while since I have gone to a sit down restaurant with mom. The addition of the wheelchair and mom’s declining health made it difficult for me to confidently have an outing with mom alone. I knew it would be easy to manage with my sister, so we made a reservation for brunch.

After we were seated, we just chattered away. My sister talked about her jobs as a waitress when she was in high school. She remarked that she hadn’t thought about those jobs in many years, it must be the visit home that sparked the memories.

Two of mom’s favorite meals are fried chicken and waffles. We were pleased to find “Chicken and Waffles” on the menu so we could get her both! We were surprised by how much she ate.

While my mom didn’t talk very much, just having all three of us at the table was pleasant. My sister and I could keep the conversation going and my mom was tickled by a few of the stories we could share. Life for a few minutes felt very normal for all three of us. Delighted. 

transportchairDear Ellen: Thank you for loaning me the transport chair. We made good use of it and I know it will come in handy for many more trips. You are a blessing to so many people. <3

Aging is like traveling to a foreign country.

I just returned from a mission trip to Belize. It dawned on me while I was there that planning for aging is a lot like planning for trip to a foreign country. You can read books and learn about what to expect, pack for a variety of experiences, but when you arrive, you depend on the help of those around you to make the most of your journey.

I packed rain boots but didn’t realize that the duct tape wasn’t going to hold so I needed to buy a new pair. My new boots were only $8 and are a unique memento of my trip.

The flies swarm in the rain and I wasn’t even that phased by the fly in the bottom of my cup of coffee on the 6th day.

The warmth of the people and their suggestions on how to cure heat rash (rub a lime on your skin), avoid the killer bees, and even the tasty chew on the leaves of the all-spice tree made our visit memorable.

As American’s we are fiercely independent but need to learn how to share life plans, as well as our weaknesses (not just our strengths), and accept help when we might need it most.

Life is a journey, and I hope to make the best of it even up to the end, when most likely, I will need the help from others to manage even my day-to-day activities.