So true. I do have a book somewhere that I bought years ago when I first was helping my Mom. It's called something like...Caring for elderly parents. I have to scour my room and find that book. I had always thought I was going to give it to my sister but forgot to. Now we really need it.

I wish there was someway to have my Mom understand how much I appreciate who she is and what she has accomplished with her life. I just don't think she is capable of accepting it from me. I think she looks at me as a rival instead of a cheerleading squad. I went and did that hundred mile race on my pony 14 years ago as a direct result of being inspired by Mom. But instead of her being happy that I was following in her footsteps she expressed feelings of jealousy to my husband.

Well, (deep sigh) I go over there tomorrow to talk with her to try to talk her into attending my brothers stepsons wedding with me. I also have to collect any bills that have arrived, if she hasn't hidden them. I will walk up on the hill and carry back down another large rock to put into my garden. Someday that home and my Mom will be gone...I don't know why I think having a rock from there will help...but I do.