Pigeon looking for company
Beautiful sunny morning. Rain has taken a day off. My days in Kent are about to be over.
My other daughter, the middle one, is coming tonight from Grimsby to pick me up.
Lucky me kids are not sick of their old mom yet. I have to appreciate their kindness and salute to their patience.
At
the later stages of our life, it's not easy for kids to track their
parents. They are in a different time zone.
It's great of them to take some time off to be with us to give us company.
It's 8.15 in the morning. I am in the garden. My daughter is in the kitchen making veggie omelets for breakfast. I am having my honey drink to start my morning.
One teaspoon of honey in warm water. I start my day with that. We can start what we like to brighten our day.
Pink
roses are looking great in the earthen pot by my left side. Scarlet red
flowers smiling in the pot in front. One pigeon is wandering in the
garden. Maybe looking for his friend to meet here.
Our kids are like our body parts scattered at so many places. We try to be with them keeping track of our strength to travel to see them.
I am touching everyone, picking beautiful moments from everywhere to lock up in my memory box. To enjoy later on.
They are busy with work and their own family. No time to come to our place. I won’t blame them. Try to be in their shoes.
We
at our time were the same. Stuck with work and our family. No time for
our parents. It's too late now. They are no more. We can not make it up. May God Bless their souls. Amen.
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