My Mom is 91! Her sister is 96! Does she enjoy her life?
I don’t think so. I wouldn’t if I were her.
She has her family. One brother lives across the street. My other brother and I live fairly close by. The grandchildren are warm and caring.
She has created a powerful family and my dad is with her 100%.
She is fragile and still drives even though she probably shouldn’t.
She is not the mom of my childhood. I am not that daughter either.
But she does respect what I do with my life and she has taken to Tovia seamlessly.
I couldn’t have it better.
I continue to wonder about her though. Is she where she hoped to be at 91? Did she even think about it as she raised up and let us go into the world?
Lots to think about and my mom turns 91 and I turn 60 next month.