Yesterday when I tried calling my mom I found her telephone out of order. I really missed speaking to her .I was able to speak to my brother who would be visiting my mom later that day and he would see what the problem was. As I sat getting a pedicure in the late afternoon a feeling of loneliness had come over me. I had been at the Alzheimer's Association , NYC Chapter earlier in the day meeting with the Volunteer Program Coordinator and I had shared with her about not being able to reach my mom earlier. The sadness that I was feeling was that I really missed hearing my moms cheerful voice and telling her who would be coming to visit her that day.
I wonder if my mom also felt some void and missed hearing my voice and our laughter together that we get to share on most days. I know that my mom does not remember that I call her each day, yet I hold on to all the days that we still have left, when I get to hear my mom's sweet voice say "hi Lisa and I miss you and love you". Who could ever ask for more !