God Love Ya!

I went to see Mom after work today. She had just finished her dinner and was sitting quietly in the dining room.  When she saw me, she uttered another familiar greeting - 'God love ya!'  After a short visit in the dining room, I wheeled her back to her room.  Sitting on the bed and pulling Mom close to me, I sat holding her hands and relished our time together.  She was quite talkative and at one point told me she was concerned about me. I knew that would be about all I'd get from her and reassured her I was ok, that we were all ok and that she had nothing to worry about.  On a few occasions, our peaceful visit was interrupted with bouts of agitation where something seemed to be frightening to her - a hallucination of some kind. She screwed up her face and shouted something I couldn't understand. Ten seconds later the stress was gone and she was smiling.  I wonder what she sees, thinks and feel.  I pray she feels at peace as often as possible, safe and not too lonely.  And that she knows how much she is loved.   See you soon Mom...