Mom did custom seamstress work at home for many years when we lived in California. I think she made this outfit for herself. She made the prettiest things for us all! She made my wedding dress when the time came.
Probably taken on Easter or some such event back in 1964, here's Mom at 37.
Full of energy and seldom still, I'm the smiling child on the left in the photo. Mom tells me I was always the one with 'the sparkling eyes', 'full of mischief'. Some things don't change, I guess, though I'd not be opposed to having half that energy back.
Looking back is filling in some of the gaps for me. While I don't enjoy the stress of these crazy days, I am enjoying the process of intense personal inwardness and refreshing reconnection with my family. It's been awhile. And it's good.
Mom's still hanging in there. My son, Ben, is down taking care of my folks for a few days. He and Dad have taken some crossword puzzles to Mom. She feels like doing them! Progress! Ben said she even cracked a few jokes - oh boy, tears are stinging as I write for this is good news - and that she's smiling and making longer sentences. She resists the physical therapy and that is bad. Ben is talking with the terrific staff and will give me a report later tonight. He and Dad are keeping the ball rolling, explaining to Mom as we all have that she can't go home until she can get up and move around. I'll keep you posted. I know many of you are coming to this blog for "Carolyn Updates". Thanks for your prayers and kindness!