March 5
March 5
One of my mom’s love languages was gift giving. She loved to give gifts to people. She loved to wrap it up and make it look pretty. Her smile would just beam in giving it to you. This last year of her life, we couldn’t really take her out anymore to shop. It was hard on her body. We showed her how to shop online a bit and she chose some Christmas presents that way. But it was hard for her to even do that. But the one thing she did have that she could give was cookies and bananas from her food tray. And every day she received one of those items she saved it for Blue and I. At first I told her we didn’t need bananas and cookies, but then I realized it wasn’t really that. Every saved banana or cookie was an “I’m thinking of you”. This morning I woke up thinking about it because when we packed up her room there was one last banana laying on the shelf. One last “I’m thinking of you.” Thank you mom for all the little gifts over the years that showed us your love. Thank you for this one last banana that told me you loved me and you were thinking of me. Even in all you were suffering you were thinking of those you loved. I love you mom.