My mom, as you might know if you’re following me, is 90 years old. She is blessed enough to be able to take care of herself but at least 4 or 5 days a week I will sit with her and play a game or two of cards. She loves 500 Rum and, no, I don’t let her win. Sometimes you bite the bear, and sometimes the bear bites you. Luck of the draw and all that.
This is the view I take in as I deal, and yes I always deal. Twisting medicine bottle caps and dealing are not her forte, but she still darns my socks and hems my jeans. There are times she has to remind me that it’s my turn. The view is simple, but the cloud formations and the position of the sun are constantly changing and this tends to mesmerize me. Enjoy the view. It won’t last long.
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