This past Saturday we had a double date with my parents…
My mother is the primary care-giver, support person, and everything else to her sister, who is going through the final stages of terminal brain cancer. My mom is the most caring person I know and would do anything to help anyone. She works a more than full-time job at a busy health clinic and then spends her evenings and early mornings with her sister in the hospital. She’s starting to run low, so we kidnapped her for the afternoon and evening and went to her favorite spot, took some pictures, froze to death and waited for the sun to set…
There wasn’t much color that night but we had fun. Afterwards, we met my brother who happened to be in town for supper. I think we all had a great time and it was wonderful to see my mom laugh and smile again.