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Am I lucky or wot?


That’s a line my 92-yo mother loves to use in nearly every email (yes, email) she sends out. She’s as cute as she can be, still using her computer for email and bridge. When she plays computer bridge, there’s a gentleman’s voice that will come on after a game and tell her ‘Good job!’ to which she will reply, ‘Thank you!’.

She’s coming to spend the winter with us, and I couldn’t be more excited. Any time I can spend with this woman is precious to me. As I’ve said in earlier posts, I’m the third of 11 children; eight boys and three girls. There wasn’t any ‘Mom and me’ time for any of us growing up, and so to have her all to myself for months at a time makes me happy and so grateful.

I’ve had her with me in prior years. She’s a blessing to be around; always cheerful, never demanding, she just rolls with the flow, saying, “Just tell me where you want me to go.” She sleeps late, then thoroughly enjoys her first cuppa coffee in the morning, always claiming, “Nectar of the gods!” with her first sip. She’ll finally get dressed, make her way to her favorite seat, either inside or out, maybe do a crossword puzzle, and then read Danielle Steele to her heart’s content. After dinner and some TV (preferably Downton Abbey) she’ll tell us good night and “God bless you,” something she has said to us since the beginning of time. She’ll make her way to her bedroom where, after getting ready for bed, she’ll check her email, play some computer bridge until she gets sleepy, then go to bed.

I know I won’t have many more opportunities like this. I’m glad I’m not working full time any longer. I’m glad she wants to come. I know we’ll get other northerners down to visit her, and we’ve got a couple of her grandkids and great-grandkids nearby.

Are we lucky or WOT!?

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