Thanks You Guys, & Dolls! And Maebee, you are right, I did pour my heart & soul into this project, and it did take every day of three weeks, but I did it for her? And when it seemed she didn't 'get' the signifigance, well, it did just break-my-heart, because as much as I try to stay-in-the=moment, I know what lies ahead, and I can't even conceive of it? Mom does look at photo albums..a lot. And when I am there, that is what we do, is sit side by side, on the couch, and chat & giggle, and I try to tell her who people are, without embarrassing her, and tell her I don't have a very good memory either, you know, try to live in her world.
Her life seems to get smaller & smaller, no surprise, but she used to have "SO" many interests, and they have just been taken away, one by one. First Tennis, then Bridge (she got fired..poor thing) and even reading, is questionable. There are always about 15-20 books, stacked on the end of the couch, with book marks, about two pages in, on all of them. I suspect, by the time she gets to the next page, she has already forgotten the last one, or even the last chapter.
I had asked Eva, to ask her about the new album, the following morning, to see if she was happy about it, or even knew what she was referring to? To hear that Mom had it out already, likea kid, on Christmas morning, and wanted to 'share' it with Eva, beought me so much Joy, like I said...Tears of Joy.
