The past few nights mom has called at least twice between 2am and 4am, no emergency, so Thursday night I put my phone on mute. I woke up to 8 missed calls and 8 voice messages this morning. All the calls were from my mom between 4:55am and 5:30am. She started by reading back the note I had left for her on Tuesday when I dropped off her laundry. “It says here that you will be picking me up on March 18th at 4:00pm for my birthday dinner. I was just wondering where you are. I’m in my room.” The last one was, “I see it’s going to be your birthday and I’m supposed to be picking you up. I understand that you may not be able to be here, honey. I’m a little confused about the note.” She never gets upset, she doesn’t cry. It’s the spin that she gets herself into when she gets focused on something. It gets smaller and more concentrated until it’s no longer what it started out to be.
I'll be leaving to pick her up soon. I stopped by her place yesterday to remind her I'll be there today. I've made lasagna which she likes, and a salad which she doesn't. She'll pick at the dinner but she'll have more than one serving of dessert and then it'll be time to go. I'd like her to stay longer but one hour is her limit. All I can do is roll with it.
My mom and me