My Mother

I don't know what I will do without my mother.

She has so much talent!

Her skills with music, art, fibers, spinning, quilting, knitting, gardening are awesome; just endless talent!

She now has alzheimers. She might not remember what she went to the kitchen for, or ask me the same question 5 times, but her creativeness comes so natural to her and she still has all of that info embedded into the very core of her whole being.

Her spinning wheel is still; her sewing machines sit; shelves of fabric show their colors, her taste is impeccable. What heppened to me I ask ya? Can't have everything.

I can still ask her any "how to" with knitting or color and the knowledge is still there.

I'll ask her to play the organ for me and she could play for as long as her arthritis will let her.

She'd still be kitting but for the arthritis.

Her artwork too, arthritis has taken it from her.

She had to let go of the paintbrush and switched to oil pastels, arthritis.

She passed her needles to me and got 3 knitting machines; not at the same time, she just gradually outgrew them and kept advancing.

Her stash of yarn has my dad out of his own garage.

He just added on and built a new garage!

Once he said that it would be a dull boring world without her and I agree.

She still makes me tell her what I plan to make before she'll let me use any of her yarn stash!

I love that lady, she's very precious to me.

Yeah, I'm getting sappy.

I just had a really nice visit with her and she only asked me the same question twice which is a great day for her.

I asked her once if she won't be able to remeber who I am, will she still know that I love?

She told me that she thought it would always stay with her and she would know.

So, like James Taylor sings, "shower the people you love with love, show them the way that you feel..."

Cherish everyday, and make good memories!