My Mom and Me

My Mom and me. She isn't kicking up her heels like she used to but she is still here on earth, down near Dad, to be precise.
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We were blessed to have Mom live here with us for six months, off and on, till her stroke* left her too weak to be cared for by me and the team. The three of us kids (plus 7 gkids) now take turns driving down to sit by her bedside and hold her hand and listen to her sweet voice.
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I don't know how much more time she has before Jesus tucks her in His heart, but until then I'll remain thankful for time!

*Actually, the nurse said she didn't have a stroke as there is no noticeable sign of paralysis, yet Mom just stopped talking and slept on and on. That's the way she is now (11/15/10), but more so, no waking up, yet she does eat a little, some call this "the long goodbye," yet I am thankful we can still hold her warm hands, kiss her soft cheeks, and stroke her curly hair. Small favors granted.