Mom should be on the train. She will have a great ride today. It is clear and beautiful, I am sure she will have a chance to see the remnants of last nights cold and rain and promised snow. (We are dry and cold not snow.... darn.)
So for the next few days the agenda will be different. Mom will set the schedule and we will try our best to make sure she has a good time. She has a list of places she wants to visit. We will talk and fuss around the house. I will have to do laundry, the birds will be well fed and the dogs will be walked.
We will gather the friends and family and have a few good meals. We will do a bit of shopping, Good Will, Two Big Blonds. There will be coffee. Good Coffee. Mom will scatter grounds all around the kitchen, we shall laugh and then leave the house on House Keeper Friday with a smile.
It will be a good week. It has been a long time since she came to visit for a visit. Not for a hospital time, or a sick time, or a surgery time, but for a visit. It will be a good thing.
Twenty Years, Two Hundred and Forty Months, Seven Thousand Days, and Three Hundred Days. Since we started chasing Leukemia.
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