Hi there! Part of what has been difficult in the last year is living with the knowledge my mother is suffering. After a dire situation her fragile grasp was progressing and then over winter a bit of decline. Now over the last few days she had to have a emergency surgery and as last heard from my sister our mother has not been able to talk. She had a blood preassure dip and there is suspicion of brain damage. My mother wore combat boots. (what not surprised?) she married the man of her dreams and they lived a life that is just one of those epic love stories. The were there when jfk took office, they went to the cavern to ;isten to the band from liverpool, were in alabama when mlking was making history and stuck it through a family business, and retirement and she is maybe not going to recover. The first memory I have of her is with that do that mary tyler moore somehow made her own on the dick van dike show.She had on Those narrow capri pants and we were playing together on the floor in the kitchen.The last time i talked to her she couldn't hold the phone to her ear. She sounded really frightened. What she told me all my life was that the day she died would be a happy day because of her faith. She would say remember the happy times. I so hope that she can stay with us. That this moment will be just one dark fleeting thing like last year. When I cryed so much my puffy eyes creased over and it looked like for sure i was going to need a cosmectic proceedure now. That time her mother, my grandmother was utterly optimistic. Like some catastophic stroke was just worrisome, but no big deal, she will be fine. when i heard that wow, i had hope. This time Grandma is crying. And I had a tough day all day today.