Last night around 2 am (after eating the last of HWMMS Chinese food in the fridge) I was feeling pretty content.

Oops.

Content? That’s something I haven’t felt in a while, geez!

And as I sit here typing these words I realize I once again I’m filled with contentment. Crazy to think that just by getting mom out of that place for the day has lifted my soul. (I can’t imagine what it did to hers!)

I’m currently on the couch, there’s a crock pot roast aroma floating around the house, waiting for HWMMS to come home from work for dinner. The fireplace is on. My Harley Boo is curled up and slumbering and snoring away in the center of the couch and mom is on the other end. Napping under a thick BACON fleece blankie that the lovely Jean made for us. And there are freshly picked hyacinths on the coffee table.

Somehow, I turned on BY CHOICE Star Trek as background noise. I know, I know who am I? HWMMS isn’t even home!

Totally content. Mom says she rests and naps during the day while at the home, but  I imagine all her naps combined last week probably aren’t as cozy as the one she is taking now.

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Thank goodness I’m able to take her out of there for a few days while they work on her discharge plan for Monday.

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