Its interesting how life changes. Just a few years ago, my mom and I were not on speaking terms. (She never even contacted me as I struggled and fought with my diagnosis of cancer) And as a mom, needing her mom, you can imagine how hard that was. As time and age has passed, you learn to forgive each other and appreciated life and the things that have transpired. As I sat outside on the bench with my mom today, (who can walk to my house from hers, and does regularly, even with dementia) we sat and watched my girls and talked. Even though half of the stories she tells are not true stories, I still appreciate the fact that I can forgive and she forgives me and that I still get to listen to her voice. The voice I will always remember as my moms. What a Blessing and a gift that the Lord has given me. Sweet moments, new memories for me. God is good!
Posted on: Sun, 20 Apr 2014 01:33:03 +0000