Home

After taking care of my Mother for the last five days, I am finally home! Having lived away from home for the last ten years made for a different and at times difficult engagement. I learned something very important this week however. All the things that I thought I was bothered by and was having a hard time forgiving her for were meaningless. She is human, plain and simple. She is not the superwoman that was impervious to all wrong or temptation that, as a child, I perceived her to be. She made the decisions that were necessary for us (my sister an I) to excel. I can never fault her for that. I know this is hard to believe, but I even had a good time with her. It turned out to be a kind of vacation for us. We talked about things that we have always had ideas to do. Though some things have changed (like the trip to Peru becoming a trip to Panama), she still thinks about the trip to somewhere every day, a trip we planned to do ten years ago! This makes me feel wonderful! Though she has been bedridden for a year, she is not letting go of the things that made her life worth living. I hope that she will be up on her feet again soon. It is so hard to see her confined to a room instead of being confined to the world as she used to be.