Friday, September 12, 2014

My Mother My Friend

I just have to tell the story of a remarkable woman - my mom, Carol. I have had the opportunity to spend a lot more time with her in the last few years and have come to the conclusion that she's amazing. 

As I grew up we couldn't stand each other. I was the rebellious teen, and she was the closet alcoholic. She has recovered since then, in fact for about 18 years. 

We still fought for a long time. Actually until about 12 years ago when we had a sit down - let it all hang out - discussion. After that, things got a lot better between us.

Sure it took a while, but eventually we both realized we had much to offer as people and as mother and daughter. 

Once my father was diagnosed with Dementia, things really changed. She realized that we were there for them and would support her through the terrible ordeal. There were quite a few trips to and from the nursing home for two years, spending time with Dad. We (my sister and I ) took them out for breakfast, or drives around town, finished off with ice cream and coffee. I miss my father and I miss our time together as a family.

Since my father passed away 2 years ago, Mom and I have spent a lot of time together. See, recently she lost most of her sight. I mean, that's not the only reason we spend time together, we were doing it before, but now she relies on me to take her on errands and doctor's appointments. 

We find all kinds of things to do together. We go to the therapy pool, out to lunch, walks or hikes, the doctors, even shopping. But the important thing is I've gotten to know her as an adult woman, not just my mother.

She has tons of energy for 80 years old. She's independent, reliable, giving, resourceful, and loves to sing out loud and laugh. Her little dog, Sonny Boy, is the light of her life. To watch the two of them is funny. They are completely depended on one another and act like mother and son. 

I'm so glad that I've had this extra time with her. Since I am at home writing I am able to do so. I'm grateful for our days together, even if it's running errands. She has been so supportive of my writing and always is a positive influence, especially now that I'm writing without my sister.

I wouldn't trade my time with her for the world and I now know how important your time with your parents is. I want to thank her for all she's done for me and to tell her to keep on truckin', she's got a lot of life to live yet and I will be right by her side.

I hope all of you get special time with your families. Have a great weekend all and I'll see you back here next Friday! 

Love, Lisa


  1. Hi Lisa. What a beautiful and moving tribute to your mom. Children need to realize, that our parents are here for just a season. Sadly, many don't come to grips with the fact that we do need each other in tour lives. One day you wake up, and poof, one or the other is gone forever. Too late then. We need to put aside all indifferences, and love each other today. Tomorrow is not promised to us. Great post, and very enlightening. Glad you and your mom reconciled. Blessings.

    1. Thanks Johnny for your kind words! And thanks for posting a comment. I think anymore you're the only one that does! ;-)