Friday, March 9, 2007


Being with my mom, 95, in Chico always makes me realize how lucky I am she's still here. And how lucky we all are that she's doing so well. Largely, her wit and personality more than make up for the body parts that fail her, and we wonder: will we be nearly as well preserved at her age?
Everything slows way down when I'm here. We do jigsaw puzzles together, we read together, we play dominoes. We watch "Millionaire" and "Wheel of Fortune" and yell out the answers when we know them, patting each other on the back for how smart we are. It's a quiet hoot.

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