Three days with Mom (opens in new tab)

OK, I’ve fed Mom her breakfast, and as and after she ate, we chatted and I sang with her. Her in-home physical therapist came, and I rooted for Mom during her once-weekly workout session. Now she’s napping, which gave me a chance to set up my laptop, bring out my notebook, settle into Mom’s wheelchair (the most comfortable seat in the house, and she doesn’t use it much), and write about her while she’s snoring.