Another perfectly glorious fall day. In the afternoon I was scheduled to be with Mama. She has had such a pleasant lightness of spirit lately. It is a joy to be around her. She still has dementia and she still has fears and she still has lost her filter but she is more like the mama I have always known and loved.
We took a long walk, with her arm hooked through mine. We looked at the lovely sky and she sang bits of “How Beautiful Heaven Must Be”. We talked about my house and land and she told me that I should be so very grateful. I am. We looked at my flowers and the Edison lights strung across my patio, still there from a truly magical wedding reception in June. We listened to the crickets and stared at the waxing moon. We drank it all in then went inside as the darkness fell and ate hot pizza and drank cold root beer. We watched Bonanza and got sleepy and went to bed early. Good day. Simple Day. Looking forward to more of those.