Act II

It has been over 5 weeks since my mother came to our house to recuperate. She has made the decision to go home this Saturday. I never thought I would say this out loud, but I think we are going to miss her. Louie has found a lap that is willing to accept him all day long. Mr. W. has someone around to offer him coffee and something to eat all day long. Bobby has someone who is willing to make him an afternoon snack when he returns from work - and I have a built in answering service.

She is clearly ready to go home and give it a go - but we let her know that "the door DOES swing both ways" at our home. I have seen my mother in a different light these past couple months. She is not the strong willed, independent person she used to be. She has developed into a somewhat frail, insecure senior citizen. I guess we all have come to realize that Grandma ain't getting any younger -

I have promised to drive out to Guam (my pet-name for her residence that is 70 miles away) at least once each weekend. I think she will be fine at her home at least until the Winter sets in - that's when all the snow-birds retreat to Florida. I assured her she can come and spend the dreary months of Winter with us.

I guess I am truly a member of the "sandwich" generation. Just my luck: too young to be a baby boomer and too old to be a yuppy!

Oops, did I forget to mention that #1 son is moving back from Florida next week.... and staying with us until he and his significant other can find suitable jobs and a residence???