If you’ve been following my blog, you know my mom has been through a lot this year; foot surgery, knee replacement, kidney stones…it literally never ends. And it’s taken a toll on her spirit. Just when she begins to heal from one thing, another pops up, making it harder to deal with her recovery.
Through it all, she’s been — if you’re waiting for me to say peaceful and understanding — you’d be wrong. She’s frustrated. Angry. Depressed. Worried. Anxious. And who can blame her, really? But there’s something else I’ve noticed…something that needs to be addressed.
If you’ve been following my blog, you also know that my folks moved across town recently. They downsized from a sprawling ranch with 4 beds and 4 baths, two tier back deck, pool and 2 car garage — to a 2 bed, 2 bath condo, much better suited for their needs. It’s a floor to ceiling window view of the ocean, perfect for this time of year, as they have watched the 4th of July fireworks and boaters pass from their balcony.
However, being across town has its disadvantages. I’m no longer able to “pop in” every other day on my way to the boutique. I’m not able to just run over when I’m out and about. And while it’s only a 20 minute ride, I’ve been noticing my mom has started to apologize for living “far away” — apologizing for “making” me come and visit.
And today, she has a follow up doctor appointment, with the end result of another possible surgery. What the heck? She needs a break! But instead of being concerned with her appointment, she’s worried about the inconvenience it’s costing me, on my day off, to drive across town and back again twice. She’s trying to figure out ways of making it less inconvenient for me. “Don’t come up. I’ll meet you in the lobby.” and “Leave the car running and I’ll just get right in.”
Mom…I know you’re reading this. And here’s what I have to say.
For 51 years, you have been there for me. You have come to every cheer practice, every play rehearsal. You have gone on every field trip. As I got older, you supported me through every decision. Helped me find my first apartment. Helped me find my voice.
You never complained that I was taking up your time. You never said it was inconvenient. You always made me a priority. And still, to this day, make me feel important, loved, and valued.
You have been my source of advice from how to decorate my house, to how to bake the best chocolate chip cookie. You have been my sounding board when I didn’t think I could be a successful business woman, but you believed in me. You cheered me on in everything I’ve done over the past 51 years.
Did you think I’ve forgotten? Did you think for a second, I wouldn’t want to repay you for every-single-thing you’ve done for me over the years?
It’s my turn, now. It’s my turn to make your life easier. It’s my turn to help you now, to be your cheerleader, to be your sounding board. Let me, k?
I will always be there for you. I will always come when you need me. There’s no place that far…