I've been on the phone for the last 4 hours with friends and family trying to prepare.
Came on line to start looking for plane tickets if it's not too late. Trying to maintain, but I'm losing it, so I'm going to try to pass out on the couch...
I was supposed to go out there this October or November to see her. My brother and sister live out there blocks away from her apartment, she's not alone.
She's 83. About 15 years ago she had a massive heart attack, a quadruple bypass, and a dozen strokes over a few days. She never did gain back her peripheral (sp) vision, but got her hand eye coordination back playing BINGO and SLOTS! Go Momma!!
She actually got stronger after my dad died a few years ago, and I thought she was doing just fine. Memory still off from the strokes, gets confused, but she's entitled.
These next couple of days are going to be rough but we'll manage. Gotta keep my chins up! Both of 'em.
But if anyone has any prayers or positive thoughts laying around they can spare, mom can use 'em right now. I just want to be able to hug her one more time, but, I need to accept the fact that this last time I saw her last October may have been the last time.
OK, I can't see to type anymore. I love this Sowal family of mine, most of you I've actually known in person for many many years. You've taken me in as I've been so far away from my own. Thank you, and goodnight.
Heck, I'm crying in that picture and I'm crying now. Geesh, I'm a mess.
In those baby pictures in the frame on the wall above our heads, that's me in the middle. The baby of the family and always the center of attention. Go figure. And I get my wicked, dry sense of humor from Mom too. And she's the world's best Scrabble player too. I love ya, mom.
She's the Geraldine the glassware is named after on my website. Nite.
I'm going to lay down.
Glad all's lookin' up for your cute momma.
