There is also my parent's declining health that brings me to write about my things. These last few months my dad has been cleaning house. He tells me to take stuff. It is like he is getting ready for something. He looks tired. Caring for my mom 24/7 is taking its toll. I try to help on the weekends but there is only so much I can do. Guilt does set in most days. My dad told me again this weekend that he is not ready to send her to a nursing home. He still wants to take care of her.
I have most of my mom's dishes now. They include some of her gadgets, baking items and trays. She used to love to shop for kitchen gadgets not so much dishes. Her goal was to get the meal done and not so much on the presentation. Our table was dressed up only on holidays. There was never a centerpiece or candles(only for birthdays on the cake). Back then it didn't matter to me. I was just happy not to eat on a paper plate. I didn't mind washing the dishes either.
I will tell you a not so sad story about my mom. This past weekend I took my parents a new coffee maker. It is nothing fancy but boy was my mom excited. She kept asking (in her own way) if it was for her. When I would tell her yes, her smile would be a mile long. It made me sad only because I miss the days when we would go shopping.
So on to my table. Do you still want to see it? My mom would probably say the tablecloth is too busy for her tastes. Although, I think she would love the color combination.
Prayers are being said for all those being affected by the storm.