AN ENIGMATIC AND POIGNANT JOURNEY AROUND MY MOTHER! PART 5.
As well as this generational difference between my mother and me, there is also that of gender.
Which places some limitations or boundaries around what kinds of support and assistance male and female relatives and helpers can provide for her.
But, as she is, now, my dear mother is just a couple of years short of completing, living her first One Hundred Years.
And, judging by her constant recital of the never improving pains and aches she is having to endure, might not be too keep on beginning her second Century.
Even though there are times when the things she says, and her apparent philosophy, do give me the impression that she might, indeed, want to live forever.
Not in the 'next life', but in this life on the Good Planet Earth.
Even though there are times when the things she says, and her apparent philosophy, do give me the impression that she might, indeed, want to live forever.
Not in the 'next life', but in this life on the Good Planet Earth.
As I move around my dear mother, now, she seems somewhat diminished from being the imposing beautiful and dignified woman she once was.
Which is not to say she is not still very dignified; which she is. But now, with the aches and pains of arthritis, the at times debilitation effect of diabetes, and gradually increasing impairment of her hearing.
My dear mother, in the Autumn of her discontent, more often than not, will, must make use of her walking stick, if not her Walking Frame.
To be continued!
Which is not to say she is not still very dignified; which she is. But now, with the aches and pains of arthritis, the at times debilitation effect of diabetes, and gradually increasing impairment of her hearing.
My dear mother, in the Autumn of her discontent, more often than not, will, must make use of her walking stick, if not her Walking Frame.
To be continued!
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