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Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Socializing

My friend Tracy was in town so she stopped by the house for a bit and then we headed to Bennigan's for dinner. The girls were pretty good and we had a terrific meal.  Our server was really nice and these two old ladies behind us kept turning and watching Chloe. She was being pretty hilarious but I have to say that the elderly are big fans of Chloe.  There's a grocery store called Hiller's right near our house and whenever I would go there with Chloe first thing in the morning it was basically us and the old people. They stop to talk to Chloe. Wave to her. Tell me how cute she is. It's non-stop. So it was no surprise that these ladies kept talking to Chloe and asking her questions. Pretty funny to watch Chloe respond in her own Chloe-language. (Those are the ladies in the upper corner of the first photo.)

So here are a few photos from our dinner...and if you're asking yourself, "What is Chloe drinking?" the answer is "Ranch dressing." Yep. She's her mommy's girl!






So not to chase rabbits but these two old ladies got me thinking that night about moms. Mother's Day was two days before and I'd been thinking about my mom a lot. With these two ladies it was obvious that one was younger (60's) and the other was the older mother (80's). I heard the daughter interact so sweetly with her mom who was obviously suffering from some age-related dementia. When they were eating their salads the mom commented on how good her dinner was and the daughter told her that this was just the salad and her pot roast would be coming soon.  There were several interactions like this during the time we were there and it made part of me a little sad. Sad for the daughter to watch her mom age and lose some of her mental capacity. I have to admit when I see scenes like this I'm often jealous that someone got to have their mom so long. Why do some people get to live so much of their lives with their moms and some of us lose them so soon?  I get a little sad for myself that I lost my mom so young but I rarely think how blessed I am that I never had to watch her decline in this way.  Funny how these unexpected moments give us a new perspective on an old way of thinking.

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