And then I saw my daughter take care of my mother.....

Heather and my Mom - 1984 - beach bums

For those of you that don't know, my Mom fell and broke her hip last week. Because of the blood thinners that she takes, surgery was delayed three days in order for the blood thinners to get out of her system.  In the mean time, they were managing her pain.

It has been five days since her surgery and sadly, she is still dealing with sedating effects from the anesthesia and the pain meds.  She also has a blood infection.   Mom is being such a trooper. It just breaks my heart to see her struggle.   She is strong and she has family with her at all times and we know her vast group of friends are praying.   Thank you,


Let's go back to 1982.  When Heather was an infant my mother offered to babysit Heather when I returned to work.  It was the most generous gift I have ever received.  It was such a comfort to be able to drop off Heather at my Mom's for the day.  It warmed my heart that they developed this incredible bond. 


It's funny to look back and reflect on how you were raised and the person that you became.  When I look at Heather, I can tell that Heather was raised by my Mother.  Not to be conceited or anything, but I find that a really good thing. I think we both turned out pretty good.   But once again, I digress. 


Since Mom's hospitalization, Heather has spent countless hours at the hospital taking care of Mom.   One day as I approached her room, I saw all the nurses and Heather helping Mom.  If you didn't know any better, you would have thought that Heather was part of the medical team. 


It was difficult, yet beautiful, to see Heather taking care of her Grandmother.  I watched in awe as Heather patiently spoke to my Mom, helped feed her, held her, told her stories, and comforted her.  .

I was going to title this blog "role reversal", but this really isn't a role reversal.  Mom will always be Heather's Grandma, and Heather will always be Mom's granddaughter.  What a gift it is for me to watch my precious daughter care for her beautiful Grandma. 


I am in awe of Heather's patience with my Mom.  It makes me reflect on the thousands of times that I saw my Mom caring for Heather.  I am so proud of everything Heather is doing for my Mom. 




Thank you Mom for helping me raise my compassionate and loving Heather.


Thank you Heather for taking such good care of my Mom. 


I love you both to the moon and back.  Forever. 
Prayers please.


xo
Lisa