Mom had not seen her great-grandsons in over a year. She told me that she has been lonely of late. She doesn’t remember things as well as she has. I’ve reminded her during every one of my visits that her Calvin and Emmett were coming to visit. I don’t know how well she remembered.
This morning we all went to St. Matthew’s to visit with Mom. The children walked down the corridor and waved or shouted hello to all the people they passed by. We entered Mom’s room and Calvin and Emmett shouted “Hello, GG.”
Mom came alive as the boys ran up to her and gave her big hugs. We all went into the garden – four generations of us – Mom; Rosemary and I; our sons and daughter, Walt, Chris and Yvonne; and the great-grandsons, Calvin and Emmett.
Mom could not get enough of the boys. We made her day.
‘Cal’ and ‘Emm’ were typical boys running all around -- watching the birds in the aviary, playing Foos Ball in the rec room and bringing joy to all the people at the nursing home.
I could not count all the candy I received today. The happiness spread through all. The only sadness came when we had to leave. The elation drained from Mom’s face. At least she had an hour or two of joy. I hope the images stayed with her. They certainly live with me.
Ciao
This morning we all went to St. Matthew’s to visit with Mom. The children walked down the corridor and waved or shouted hello to all the people they passed by. We entered Mom’s room and Calvin and Emmett shouted “Hello, GG.”
Mom came alive as the boys ran up to her and gave her big hugs. We all went into the garden – four generations of us – Mom; Rosemary and I; our sons and daughter, Walt, Chris and Yvonne; and the great-grandsons, Calvin and Emmett.
Mom could not get enough of the boys. We made her day.
‘Cal’ and ‘Emm’ were typical boys running all around -- watching the birds in the aviary, playing Foos Ball in the rec room and bringing joy to all the people at the nursing home.
I could not count all the candy I received today. The happiness spread through all. The only sadness came when we had to leave. The elation drained from Mom’s face. At least she had an hour or two of joy. I hope the images stayed with her. They certainly live with me.
Ciao
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