When my mom found out she had this disease, for a few hours she felt lousy, shocked and uncharacteristically, some self pity. Remember, my dad had Lewy Body Dementia at that time with a side order of repeated hip surgeries.
Kick me when I am down.
When my mom found out she had this disease, for a few hours she felt lousy, shocked and uncharacteristically, some self pity. Remember, my dad had Lewy Body Dementia at that time with a side order of repeated hip surgeries.
Kick me when I am down.
That conversation came up again recently-
you are a great single mom- how is it so?
(I can’t help it. I picture Harlem and crack and confusion about paternity)
so I had to ask to not qualify it again
how about just a great mom?
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An old friend called yesterday and told me about a fabulous trip to Europe she took with her family this summer. She painstakingly planned the whole thing and it paid off. They did it their way and it was a memory for life.
She told me in passing that afterward she said “thank you” to her husband for letting her plan it.
“it is so nice to hear someone in a long and first marriage say this important phrase” I told her. (you know, with no tone, eyeball rolling, sarcasm but big time with meaning)