Mom’s 93!

I am writing this almost a week after the fact because I am a card carrying procrastinator. I went back to SAT the Sunday before the birthday fest on Monday. If Billy and I had planned this it would NOT have happened. But Betty planned it and executed it and I was the groomer and maid….Billy was a guest…just like it should be. I really thought Mom was going to DIE the morning of the party. She had zero energy and could hardly move let alone move fast….I gave her lots of time to get ready. No matter how much you tell her specifics, even writing them down—she says she has it all but it slips out of bounds pretty fast. So, although the party was to start at noon, she thought it was 11 and was feeling pretty blue that no one was coming to her party…Billy and I laughed about it later—we agreed that if the party was for either of us—there would be no shows…maybe all no shows. But Mom had a full house right at noon! Betty brought the sandwiches, veggies, tea, and fruit. I managed dessert and flowers. I did Mom’s hair—at first she thought it was too bouffant so a little mashing did the trick. She looked great and wow did she rally for her event. She stayed put in her recliner and looked regal and composed. She hugged and laughed and reminisced and asked me who those people were!!! Betty is a saint and a great friend to Mom.

After the event Mom commented how everyone had aged. Yup. That’s what time does to us.

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