As I am sitting in church listening to the gospel, I look over and see tears forming in the eyes of a strong, wonderful, woman, my mom. Knowing for days that she has been hurting, I told Max to give Grandma Gator a hug. Max and Grandma sat in church hugging minutes.
After seeing her tears, I started to think why?? Those tears are tears of why..why Aunt Ernie. How can one strong, 75 year old, independent, fun loving woman go from extremely active to a rehab home.
Aunt Ernie had a stroke in January and with spring approaching the walks we take with Aunt Ernie are going to have to take place at the rehab home instead of the street of downtown Portland.