...in Florida due to snow at home. I actually made the decision to change my ticket this morning when the airlines hinted that I should get a hotel room in Charlotte, NC "just in case". So got to spend another day with mom, which was good. I took a 2 mile walk to my MIL's house, and visited with her for awhile, then rode my bike back to moms. Showered and changed and off to visit my 90 year old aunt who just went into assisted living. Then dragged mom off to the yarn store, where I had a quick lesson in sock knitting. Then off to the Dr. office for mom where they told her the thing on her leg was nothing. THEN we went shopping mom and I, which is a thing that we do well together - I got a dress for a wedding in April and a something else for a BarMitzvah in October. and some other stuff that was fun like a lilac purple sweater with ruffles on the front - but classy - real classy I swear. We came home and had hamburgers and watched "Some like it Hot" on TV and then rattled thru her closet for accessories for this wedding. I found the Russian shawl that she wore when she had her Town Hall debut in 1945 - I think I'll wear that wonderful item.
My mom has always been elegant, and well dressed - tall and slender with red hair, she was always a knockout. She's an old lady now, more comfortable in sweats and sneakers but oh boy, does she still love fashion and clothes and bit and pieces. And hats since her hair is flyaway thin now - no matter what - she always manages to look well, and pulled together. I've never had the clothes talent, and had such a different figure and coloring from mom that I could rarely wear her clothes. But we always loved going shopping together, trying on stuff in the dressing room - who else will really give you an honest opinion but your mom???
Dad loved to see her dressed up and to the very end would insist on the two of them going out together dressed up as much as they could. He was hunched over and she was tripping on her high heels but off they would go together, mr and mrs elegant.
Mom and Dad always had tons of friends calling the house, but that has tapered off a bit now. Some friends have moved away, some have died, some are still couples who want to hang with other couples. This house is too big to rattle around in by only one person. It feels empty, and lonely at times. I realize that it's only a year that dad is gone, and that mom is still in the grieving mode - but I am encouraging her to call friends and get out socially. She tends to be happy with her own company - and that is great, but we all know that can lead to other more depressing behavior that could be avoided.
But all in all, this has been a good visit. There are times when it crosses my mind how ridiculous it is that we, my immediate family, live so far apart. We should all be closer together, we should all be in cold NYC living in an apartment building where we can look out for each other - but no, not us! We're the modern immigrants who left home and traveled away from home, away from family closeness (they were driving us crazy!) and then when our parents left the family home, we were devastated!
I want 10 healthy years - OK???