266. Fall

Tonight my mom came over to carve pumpkins with the kids. She was an hour late because she couldn't remember how to get to my house. Most of the evening she had such trouble finding her words that we had trouble understanding what she was saying.

Through out my day my daughters are constantly calling me... "Mommy help me...Mom I need... Mama can you get..." This is the sound track to my life and it reminds me how much my girls depend on me. At one point in my life I was dependent on my mom too. And as I grew up the dependence waned, as it should. But as an adult I have always been able to rely on her for companionship and advice. Tonight I realized something that has been buzzing around my consciousness. I no longer have that support system in my life. It is really kind of scary.