Today is Mom's 92nd Birthday. Yesterday as I searched through the rack of greeting cards at the drugstore to find the card with the perfect message I had the same thought that I had last year. How many more 10ths of August will there be that I go through this small but significant ritual? Is this the last time? The imponderables.....
Today is also the day I take Dad to get a few dental extractions; not exactly the best timing but oh, well. Coordinating schedules is a challenge. Poor Dad. Yet he takes all this nonsense in stride and is far calmer than I would be were I him facing the needle and a pair of glorified pliers today.
Tomorrow is the day we've set aside to actually celebrate Mom's 92nd Birthday at the Adult Family Home. I'm hoping our cake-ice cream-punch party warms her heart as the Seattle clan gathers to sing, eat, and play in her presence. If all goes according to plan there will be young ones, five and under in attendance to liven up the show. Glen Miller big band music playing in the background; what more could we want?
Summer days move forward. We are well into August.