I called my mother on Sunday afternoon – Mother’s Day. The phone rang a few times and her answering machine picked up. Just as the familiar recording began, I heard Mom’s voice faintly say hello. I knew then that I had awakened her from a nap. I waited for the recording to end, for the beep of the machine to subside, and then I spoke to her. She was confused for a minute as she tried to clear her mind. Being roused from sleep always causes her to be very confused. I told her who I was and that I just wanted to call her on her special day – Mother’s Day. She was pleased, and as always, her ingrained politeness kicked in as she thanked me for calling. It was almost as if she was talking to a casual acquaintance and not her daughter.
I'm Patty and I write about our adult son who has Epilepsy and Autism, who still lives with my husband and me, and who is a package full of many surprises and joys and challenges and TALK! Lots of talking, which creates laughter and some other reactions as well. I also write about how God shows Himself to me in everyday life.
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