Many of you follow Mum’s ups and downs through her occasional blogs and intermittent tweets; she tweets as @Gills_Mum – until she gets fed up and sends her trademark ‘over and out’ message.
Mum has settled really well in her excellent assisted living accommodation. It is a whole new life with many new friends. Today my daughter and I will be joining them all for lunch, taking some wine and a big cake and generally having a good time. Tonight she will be enjoying a very good standard of ‘no holds barred’ Scrabble.
Mum lives in the centre of a very nice town – right in the middle of her old stomping ground, with everything to hand, but she cannot really go out on her own now.
She gave me this little poem a few weeks ago and I found it really poignant. I am hoping that as time passes her new residence really will become ‘home’ – but I think as a hugely independent person, she will always hanker after catching the little bus into town.
We both know that at 93 and with a big sparkle in her eye, we are both extremely lucky. So I intend to carry on loving her to bits, live from day to day and not worry too much about what the future may bring.
I used to catch the Little Bus
Now I am here in clover
This really is the perfect place
But am I lost without a trace
Just being well looked after?
It’s not a care home with everything done
We really have a lot of fun
But I don’t want to disappear
So I am saying, loud and clear
Here I am – I’m HERE.
Please say ‘hello’ in the comments so that Mum knows there is still
a big wide world out there and lots of lovely people
keen to keep her from ‘disappearing’. 🙂