I visited with my Mom yesterday.
We are blessed with an assisted living facility that
is like a fancy hotel and no bad smells.
This is a photo taken a few years ago.
She suffers from dementia.
We sit and watch TV together.
I bring her fresh baked chocolate chip cookies.
She falls asleep often.
But she still recognizes me.
She repeats herself a lot.
But we will all get there someday.
I am glad she is close.
Makes me wonder what old age has in store for us.
She will be 92 this year.