Snippets of the weekend

It's been really chilly for May. Most people have been complaining, but it's fine with me. It was such a long winter with all the bad crap happening. My mom is dying, the weather should be crappy, a break from spring is okay with me.

Because I was still on bedrest, I needed to use a wheelchair to visit my mom this weekend. Jim wheeled me up to the 3rd floor to the transplant wing. The third floor also had the maternity ward. Everyone was grinning at me assuming it was one of the happiest days of my life and it wasn't. Long way from the happiest day. One women with a German accent told me I looked, "Happy like a million dollars."

I decided I was close enough to being off bed rest that Sunday I would be up and about more. I had even thought about going to church. But I decided against it. I couldn't imagine listening to the minister, who I adore, talking about the importance of a mother's love while my mother is dying.

I really decided to do my best to ignore Mother's Day. The guys both made me wonderful gifts at school. I'd told Jim last week I wanted a simple necklace as a Mother's Day gift. He was going to buy it at Kohl's Friday afternoon. But he came home early because I'd gotten the call about Mom. Saturday, Jim mentioned something about the gift and I asked him not to buy me anything. I just didn't even what to think about it. He did buy me my favorite candy bar.

I turned on the TV when I first got up to watch Sunday Morning on CBS. The minister who came on first said, "We are to live hope abundantly."

Joey made me a "Mom Map." He drew our house, Gamma's house, and church, because Mom likes to go to church.

Jim was amazing. He made my coffee as always, helped me clean up here and there. He made lunch, bought his mom a lovely plant, and brought the guys to his mom's house for a couple hours. My MIL is a wonderful woman who gave me an Amazon gift card for Mother's Day. I couldn't talk to her yesterday, just couldn't do it. I talked to several of my sisters, but I didn't even call Mom. I told her Happy Mother's Day on Saturday and it's difficult for her to talk on the phone.

I thanked Jim last night, for making what I hope is my worst Mother's Day ever better than it could have been. I am blessed to have him.