Today is my mother's 90th birthday. Just after her 80th birthday, my brother and I finally talked her into seeing an Ohio State game live and she immediately switched from being a lifelong Michigan fan to a rabid Buckeye. She never sat once during that game and even refused to drink water because she "didn't want to miss anything by having to go to the bathroom." Last fall she got really sick but recovered in time to watch the Wisconsin, Alabama and Oregon wins and share a (very tiny) shot of celebratory tequila with at least 30 of her closest Buckeye friends.
Sometimes the responsibility of having both kids and an elderly person in the house can be challenging and every Sunday morning I have to ask a higher power for patience and understanding. But rarely a day goes by where "I love you's" are not exchanged and "thank-you's" are not expressed at some point. I always felt "blessed" by having this opportunity to enjoy my mom so much late in life but I thank you Ramzy for putting it in writing. I may again, some Sunday morning, have to ask that higher power for patience and understanding. But not this Sunday.