Hi all, E here. Sorry I haven’t posted in a while. I’ve been busy juggling work, spending time with my family, and helping my mom get adjusted to living alone. I call her everyday and see her every weekend. She and my dad moved many miles away 18 years ago so we’re both enjoying spending time together.
Here’s a snippet of my conversation with her about coming over on Sunday. She said, “Why don’t you come over early. Then we can drive to the antique place and pick up the two tables I have on consignment there. (The place is going out of business and we have to get her stuff if it hasn’t sold.) Then we can share a BBQ plate because they’re so large. Then we can go check out that farm down the road and get some veggies and ice cream cones. Oh and they sell coffee too.”
So yeah, my mom really likes living an hour or so away from me again. 🙂