Life Can Be Like This Sometimes...

Instead of cooking and photographing and writing this last week or so, I've been sitting beside my Mother's hospital bed, willing her to recover from congestive heart failure. I'm happy to report that this 90-year old woman has apparently only used up 7 of her 9 lives, and today has turned the corner and recovery looks probable rather than questionable. I just left her bedside in the ICU where she was fixing her hair, applying a little make-up and trying to figure out where she left off on her kindle book.

I could write volumes about the brave, caring, compassionate and talented nurses and doctors, some of whom have sat on her bed, holding her hands, speaking in soft whispers, reassurring her that she could indeed pull through. One does not go through an experience like this without being changed; I am only beginning to discover what that might mean for me. Mom still has a pretty long road to recovery, but I will be returning to my blogging and cooking and you all very soon. Until then....