The day I went back to work after my mom died, I had a lot of emails to go through. There were so many things to catch up on, I did not get to my voicemail until the end of the day. The very last voicemail was from 2 days before my mom had gone in the hospital. And there she was on my phone telling me she didn't feel very well and didn't know if she would feel well when I came to see her that night. Gave me a start for a second. Had to wonder if it was like that joke you see carved on a tombstone - "I told you I was sick!!"
Here at home - a couple days before Thanksgiving my daughter asked me for a recipe so I got down my old recipe box and pulled a note out of it that basically advised me to get recipes from friends and my new MIL, keep them all and one day they would be memories as well as recipes. And many of those cards - were written in my Mom's hand.
.Got a pension check for her today, put away the backpack I had brought to the hospital with me - only yesterday. And today I signed up for a teleconference offered at work on grief and bereavement over the holidays. I mean, I'm doing okay but - little things keep popping up I'm not expecting so it certainly can't hurt, right?
And .. I'm trying to keep Mom in the spirit of the Christmas season. I'm sure that as Christmas gets closer there may be more things keeping her company than a kiss and a dark chocolate candy bar in a stocking, but who knows. I wonder if my brothers would think posting this picture is in poor taste. But hey, they left Mom with me and I know - she always did like attention. :)