Mom shuffles to the car, back stooped, frustrating tremors slowing her progress.
Walker, bed rail, shower seat, suitcase, and a box rattling with pills are packed for her visit.
She struggles to fasten her seatbelt, so I help.
“Thanks… Getting old isn’t for wimps, you know.”
I smile, feeling blessed.
Tawnia is an elementary teacher in Ontario who started writing a few years ago. You can find her on Twitter @TawniaCourage.
Beautiful, Tawnia. Once cherished elders are gone, we so miss them.
Thanks!
Lovely piece. The “packing list” that accompanies aging doesn’t seem to weigh down your mother’s spirits. Thanks for the bright moment!
Thanks! She’s an amazing role model.
You have such a talent with expression. Beautiful
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It is so beautiful. It is so fitting! Makes me think of my mom!
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Beautiful…well written…you put a cute twist with the mothers remark which made me smile.
Thanks!
Beautiful Tawnia. Such talent.
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You captured beautifully the strength and fortitude our ageing parents demonstrate just by getting out of bed each day. And a gentle reminder of how precious every moment is that we share with them.
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❤️ Age is a blessing