Mom is 82

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“Are you going to go see your mom?” my husband nudges me gently on the first day of Spring Break.  He understands the close bond I have with her.

“I need to be here on Easter.  The kids’ll be home, and I want to go to Easter service,” I respond.  

“You need to go see your mom,”  he reminds the next day.  She lives in Ohio-427 miles from home.  I’ll have to drive alone.  I know I’ve driven it so many times before, but it’s so much more fun with a traveling buddy.  The kids are all here, there, and everywhere.  John has to work.  Two full days of my vacation spent driving!  I’m exhausted.  This year has worn me down, more than usual. “I don’t feel that well, Honey. I’ve had a three-day headache.  I’ll see how I feel tomorrow.”

“How’s your head?,” John asks as we are getting ready for the day.

The “to-do” list weighs on my mind.  I want to get the house in order.  I did declutter yesterday.   A small dimple appears on my face, and a twinkle sparkles in my eye.  It looks pretty great.  The first floor’s done…I guess I’ll have Saturday and Sunday to finish.  “I feel pretty well,”  I answer.  A twinge of excitement tingles.  

“When are you going to see your mom?”  he continues to prod.

“I’ll give her a call.”  

Eagerness is growing, filling me with excited enthusiasm like it always does when I’m going to see Mom.  A frown replaces the grin  I have so much to do. I open the catch-all drawer in my kitchen and grab a blue, ball-point pen. The list…pack suitcase, get cooler ready… The pen scratches furiously across the page. I jump to my feet and zoom around the house with purposeful focus.  “I’m going to see Mom today.”

Now, I’m working methodically to check off each item.

  1. Pack suitcase.  In process.
  2. Take unfinished knitting.  Check.
  3. Take charger for iPhone and FitBit. Check.
  4. Get cash from bank. Check.
  5. Write and post SOL#16, Day 29.  In process.
  6. Pack healthy lunch.  Check.
  7. Get cooler ready with water and ice.  Check.
  8. Spend time with daughter.  Check.
  9. Pay bills.  Check.
  10. Fill gas tank.
  11. Stop at gym.  (?)
  12. Pack car.  In process.
  13. Get in car and start.  Soon, I hope!
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About bjdonaldson

I think of myself as a Renaissance woman with a variety of passions. If you visited me, you might find me hanging out with my husband and children. Our Golden Retriever would be lovingly near. I am a Literacy Coach/Reading Specialist at an elementary school where I provide professional development and coaching to teachers. Formerly, I was a Reading Recovery teacher, an interventionist, and a middle and elementary classroom teacher. Getting up in the morning is not hard; I still love making a difference in the lives of children and teachers.

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  1. Have a very safe trip. It’s my mom’s birthday today, but she is 2000 miles away so I won’t be going to visit. That’s why I love FaceTime so much. Even though I won’t be visiting in person, we will visit virtually and share a glass of wine in honor of her birthday.

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    • I love that idea! FaceTime does make the world so much smaller. When my daughter worked in China for 4 years, Skype and email were lifesavers. Say, “Happy Birthday,” to your mom from a slicing friend. 🙂

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  2. Ah, that weariness of a working woman. I was right with you not wanting to make the drive. (I’m in the process of driving my 88 year old mom up to see my sister).
    And then, somehow, when all the prep gets done, your heart is excited for the visit.

    I hope you have a great book on CD or something to cheer you on your roadtrip. And have a lovely time at your mom’s BD.

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