Roses for Mum

It’s been a while since we visited Mum, so as the weather was due to be overcast with some showers, we thought we’d pay a trip down south today.
I gave my sister a courtesy call and she asked us to take in some milk, so after an errand we had to run, we were actually on the road by 10 am.

After our horrendous trip last time, we decided on a different route, coming off the motorway a junction later than usual and following the main A350.
In all honesty, apart from a short potential bottleneck, it was less stressful and seemed to take less time, although it’s probably longer in distance.
The trip took us just over 3 hours, but that included 2 potty breaks, one of which was for a coffee and driver changeover.

We bought Mum some flowers, a bouquet of 10 yellow roses tinged with red, similar to this one.  Although we gave them to her, she seemed at a loss as to what to do with them, so I put them in a vase and placed them on the dining table as there were some pink carnations already on the piano in the hall.
yellow and red roseAfter a while, she asked who the flowers were for and who from.

She was very quiet today.
Her leg has healed and scabbed over nicely, but she wasn’t very talkative, probably because the television was on and she was sitting in an easy chair in the lounge rather than her chair by the window.
When asked, she said she hasn’t done any knitting, tapestry or reading for a while, and had watched a film the other day but couldn’t remember what it was called or what it was about.

She commented on my jumper, saying how lovely it was.
pensive 1  maggie and me
It was this one, a sparkly red sweater she knitted for me in the 80s, one I kept for Christmas as it reminded me of snowflakes and tinsel, making me feel like Mrs Santa Claus each time I wore it. I wear it practically all the time now, and with each washing, it stretches a little more, losing its shape and colour, but none of the love that went into knitting it or the memories from the first few years I had it.

Mum knew who we were today and hugs were forthcoming all round. She seems tinier, more frail and a shadow of the woman I remember growing up.
She says she thinks of me every day, how lovely it is to see us, and that she loves me.
I love you too Mum.
happy birthday


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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4 Responses to Roses for Mum

  1. Sounds like you had a lovely visit, even though it was hard at times. I used to take my mom roses, too (well, of course, because my mom’s first name was Rosalie!). I’ll bet your mother enjoyed looking at the flowers.

    • I hope so. She was having one of what we call her ‘closed days’. We see it as her mind having an on/off switch which occasionally gets stuck, but in a way this protects her from anxiety when she can’t grasp or remember things.

  2. scifihammy says:

    It is hard when your parents become old and frail and forgetful, but sounds like a good visit. 🙂

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