"One Happy Pleasant Thing Followed By Another Happy Pleasant Thing"

I had a conversation with Mom recently in which she described her life in this way. Mom's been thinking about her - not end-of-life but "towards the end." She was saying that should she lose her memory, should she be in a bad situation when she's older, No and I should know that she has had a happy life. Her childhood was good, she's had friends she loves who love her, she did work that she liked that interested and challenged her, and her kids turned out to all right. "...Except for one terrible thing," she said, "and that was worse for you and your brother."


Mom is generally pretty optimistic. It's true that she mostly does what she wants to do, and as she's gotten older and away from obligations to her children and work, she does more of those things. She loves her football and opera, loves going to Rhode Island for three weeks every summer, loves walking her dog in the Presidio, Golden Gate Park, and the beach. She loves her sisters and brother and their families, and the families of her friends. She likes to go to restaurants and to host dinner parties. She likes her son-in-law and her daughter-in-law and the many friends of her children. Sometimes she likes to play the "old lady card" if she doesn't want to deal with something, and she's always grateful to whoever deals with it for her. She laughs a lot.


Mom is a great role model for me.

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