It was a visit, this time, to just see her. And see how I could help. The trip by car involves 2 motel rooms. And lots of bridges. The Missouri river the Mississippi and more.
Mom closes all the curtains in order to stay safe and secure and warm. I didn't want to photograph her or her collections of pretty things that are no longer worth what they were in the 1970's when "collectible" was a key word. Especially in a dark environment
Times change. But it is still about a relationship. This one from a hotel. It reminded me of Mom.
I managed to contact the cable company to restore her service from about 7 channels to 100. Apparently it was caused by power surges or outages.
I try to encourage my Mom to just talk. Past or present Topic doesn't matter. Sometimes she comes up with some jewels. New doors in a hallway.
Like the time in the early 1930's or late 1920's when the KKK gathered at the courthouse in robes. She was so afraid of them. Filling in the blanks, I think it was an election day in Vincennes Indiana. I know the town is right.
At the same time on this trip, I was reading Richard Russo's "Elsewhere" about his relationship with his own Mom. Turned out she had OCD which explained a lot of his Mom's behavior.
My own Mom lives by herself at age 95 going on 96 by doing things in a methodical manner. Very methodical.
Her father was an engineer and a bridge builder.
And how I love to be home.
I wonder if this place could be for sale. It has a tree growing from its silo. Now that is optimistic.