(another post I mistakenly left in 'drafts' mode)
Mom was in her room tonight. I got there around 7:30, and brought her a cup of decaf. She was sitting in her apartment watching tv in the dark, and it was warm in there.
I turned down the heat and sat down. 'Hey Mom, what are you up?'
"Nothing. No man to be doing anything with." I noticed she was slumped in her chair and her glasses were on crooked. 'Are you ok? Were you sleeping?'
"No, no. I'm fine. Man, that's some good coffee" A few minutes later "Did you give the girls their presents?"
'What presents?'
"For Christmas."
It's February, Mom. "No it isn't! Come on."
I just smiled at her, and relaxed in the chair watching Inside Edition. She was falling in and out of sleep most of the time. She was wearing a nice outfit today, and looked peaceful just resting in her chair. I gave her a hug and told her I would see her tomorrow. Very quiet night tonight. No complaints - I'm hoping to get there earlier tomorrow.
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