I am so very happy that my Mama is visiting us.  From the moment she got here until she leaves, she will have been with us one day less than 4 weeks.  That is such a nice visit and yet, I am fearing the day she leaves already!  She's been here over a week now, and I already feel like I am in countdown mode.  I hate that I do that.  I need to just enjoy each moment we have.  

My Mama is so precious to me.  I was always very close to my Daddy and those who know me well, know I was a typical "Daddy's girl."  That my Daddy has been in heaven since 2008 still does not seem real.  My Mama is responsible for me being so close to Daddy. She taught me to be close to him.  I have done the same with my children, and my own daughter is the kind of Daddy's girl I was.  It's so sweet to me.

I digress.... my Mama is also very close to me but I must say it has become more so in the past few years as I have grown up, have children, and especially since Daddy died.  My Daddy and I used to talk daily, sometimes several times a day.  I now can't imagine not talking to my Mama daily.  I hate the days where I forget to call or something happen that I can't.  It bothers me greatly, because I know that one day either she will go on to heaven, or I myself will make it there first.  I joke with her when she speaks of her age and that she may not have many more years, that I guess we are now in a race to see who sees Daddy first!

I really do need to savor the moments she is here... not worry about the day she flies back home.  I can't help but wonder though the next time we see each other, how much farther progressed the ALS will be.  Will I even be able to hug her? Talk to her? Respond to her?  Oh how I hope so.