You may (or may not) have noticed I skipped a couple of days in the Rocktober Music Fest. I was helping my mom move from her apartment to a new home with my younger sister. It was kind of an emotional experience because mom has lived in this apartment for 37 years, longer than she lived in any of her other homes. Longer than she and my dad lived the house in which I grew up. Her apartment was five minutes from us. She is going to be an hour and a half away now. I know I won’t see her as often as I am used to. She won’t be spending Thanksgiving and Christmas with us every year.
I know that it is time for her to be with someone on a more full time basis as she has had some medical issues in the last couple of years that make living on her own not a great idea. I am grateful that my sister has room for her in her new house. I should be relieved because now the emergency room visits, trips to the library and grocery shopping will be someone else’s responsibility.
|Locking the door of #8 one last time.|
|Putting on a smile.|
Still, I am thankful for the last few months since mom has needed me to take her places and do things for her. It made me happy to think that I could try to repay her in some small way for all of the things she did for me and my family. She watched all three of our children when they were babies and took them to school when they got older. She lent us her car or, more specifically she drove me to work every day, when we were a one car family. She let us come and swim in the pool at the apartment complex during the summer and even let us use her shower when our bathroom was being remodeled.
|Neal Schon does one of the best versions of the Star Spangled Banner I’ve ever heard.|