On the one hand, he loves his mother and knows she is nearing the end of her life, and that every day she wakes up is a good day for both of them. On the other hand, they are like two kids...she is used to life with one of his brothers, and he is used to life alone...
Some days, it’s fun to watch the interplay and other days, I’m glad I don’t live there! LOL!
On the other hand, he feels guilty that he can’t spend more time with her and that he asks me to take up some slack in her life. I love her. She’s always been good to me, and she has a wicked sense of humor. So even though it literally hurts to take her places, I enjoy doing so.
I wouldn’t trade my time with her for anything. And I told her today that any time I didn’t want to take her somewhere for whatever reason, she would know for sure! She wanted to buy me something today and though it was beautiful (a pink cable-knit zip-front sweater) I told her that gas money was more than enough payment for taking her where she wanted to go.
(You’d like her, I know!)
I like spending time with elderly people, when I have the chance. Several of my good friends at church are in their late 70s or 80s.