I had a great life with my mom. She & I lived with her immigrant mother & father; I became bilingual because of this. Mom taught me to ski, fly fish, shoot, hit a base ball, catch one, stand up for myself, etc. We spent days together on streams in Alaska fishing.
She always spent the Christmas-New Year holiday with us after Grandma & Grandpa died. I was back in Yooperland with her after this helping her with things for the long winter. We were getting ready to go for a blood draw for her physical on that coming Friday when as I helped her get a sweater on she died in my arms. Mom was 92, active & independent the whole time, RN that loved ER and the OR, hated wards. Her biggest fear was nursing homes as is mine. Mom was my mentor and hero. She always took the high road and tried to teach me the same. I doubt I lived up to her expectations but I tried.
I miss our daily phone talks, when back in her home I missed seeing her in her chair, etc. Time will heal but I'll always have wonderful memories of my mother
Scott
She always spent the Christmas-New Year holiday with us after Grandma & Grandpa died. I was back in Yooperland with her after this helping her with things for the long winter. We were getting ready to go for a blood draw for her physical on that coming Friday when as I helped her get a sweater on she died in my arms. Mom was 92, active & independent the whole time, RN that loved ER and the OR, hated wards. Her biggest fear was nursing homes as is mine. Mom was my mentor and hero. She always took the high road and tried to teach me the same. I doubt I lived up to her expectations but I tried.
I miss our daily phone talks, when back in her home I missed seeing her in her chair, etc. Time will heal but I'll always have wonderful memories of my mother
Scott