Today was the last day for students in the high school. They now have Standardized Regents testing for the next 8 days or so. So, the school year is almost over. The elementary school still has kids till the bitter end, and then graduation for the high school is the 28th. It's the longest two weeks of the year...
I called my Mom tonight to let her know I had replaced a valve or something-or-other in my kitchen sink faucet to stop it from dripping. It's been dripping for a long time. Years, actually. Since I may have company staying here for graduation weekend, I thought it might be nice if the faucet didn't drip. And now it doesn't. My Dad would have been so amazed and pleased that I did that all by myself (which I thought would give my Mom a chuckle).
My Mom isn't living at her home at the moment. She's living at the home of her friend Wilson. Mom has known Wilson for many decades. She knew Wilson before she met my Dad and married him. They were friends, but never dated. After my Mom married my Dad, she and Wilson grew apart. Mom and Dad raised their family, we all grew up and moved away to acheive whatever it was we were searching for. Then Dad had his stroke and after three and a half years of hospital beds and nursing homes, passed away.
I'm not sure exactly when Mom and Wilson rekindled their friendship, but it was a very good thing for both of them. Wilson's kids had moved away also, and he and Mom would do things like pick black berries and Mom would make pies. They would shop together and go out for breakfast and just be wonderful companions for each other. I might add at this point that Mom is 77 and Wilson is 96. And, unfortunately, Wilson has Cancer and is dying. Mom is staying with him till the end to help care for him (He did have live-in help until very recently, which is another story all together) and to see that his banking and house is taken care of. And that he is taken care of. (There are a couple of women from her apartment building that come in to give her a little break to get out and run her errands, so she's not doing this totally by herself. But she is living there.) She makes sure he eats something, although in the past several days, that has become almost nothing. His mobility has become very limited in the past week or so. He doesn't want to take his pain medication - he's a stubborn guy, that one. Mom thinks that his final days are close at hand.
Hospice has been called to come in and help.
I'm not quite sure why I am sharing this, other than to say how proud I am of Mom's deep loyalty and devotion to her friends. And how much I love her. She amazes me with her strength of character. She's an amazing human being.
Update: Wilson passed Wednesday morning at 3:13am. Mom, and Wilson's minister were present, each one holding his hands. Thank you for your kind words and prayers for Wilson and Mom. The suffering is over, and Wilson is at rest.