Thank my parents

spent the last two months with us. I had to study, but I still managed to take good care of them, I think. I cooked all the things they love best (my mother left with a bunch of recipes), we talked, we played cards with my son (some Disney cards), watched a few movies (they slept through most of them) and my mom spent a lot of time playing, drawing and painting with her grandson. All in all it was a pretty good vacation for them. The only reason I don’t mark this as done is because I still haven’t written that “love letter” (and I know I didn’t because I want it to be perfect). But I told my mom that; I told her how grateful I am for everything they’ve ever given me, from my education on. I told her pretty much everything. We talked a lot this time, and I asked her things about her life, her decisions, what made her happy, her regrets, her passions, about my dad too… I know it made her happy.

It’s our vacation and they are spending this month (and probably half of next) with us. We are a bit crowded, which gets on everyone’s nerves, but we manage.
I’m trying to give them a nice time, to cook all the things they like…
We try to keep the house more or less neat, we play card games (good and suited for both for my 5 year old and my senile father – no joke) and watch a movie in the evening (they sometimes sleep halfway through it, but that’s all right, too).
Trying to give them the best time I can is one of my ways to thank them.

Thaey are back at their home, they are happy…. This vacation is the best thing that happened to them in the last months…

My brother’s on vacation, so I’m calling my mom every single day.

I’m back home from my so-called vacation. It was hell: I went to see my mom and dad, but I couldn’t stay at my brother’s house (where they are living now), so I had to go back and forth every day, and make the sofa bed, and alternate our son’s care with my husband (I couldn’t really take my son to their home evey day because my brother works at home and his some was sick some of the time, and I was aware my son would be a nuisance). It was a nightmare, but somehow we managed to not let it put too big a strain on our marriage and to look at the bright side, like talking to my niece and seeing my son play at her home, taking him to a couple of theme parks and hearing from my husband about their train ride – even if I didn’t get to see it :(
The main thing is that I spent time with my mom and dad, rubbed her back (burnt because of radiation) with ointment and just heard her talk, which was maybe what she neede the most.

At least I know they know they are loved and they know I’m grateful for everything they ever gave and still give me.

And it seems for now she’s feeling well. My cousin, the doctor, is now with her.
So, I’m off to write entries that will take my mind off of this.

The good thing is that the procedure went well and she’s already home, resting and feeling peaceful, as far as I know.
The bad thing is that it is cancer and they had to remove even some tissue from her pectoral muscle and some ganglions.
We still have to wait 10-15 days for more results, but again, it seems the not so bad thing is that because she’s already an old lady, the treatment won’t have to be so aggressive and the outlook, considering everything, is good.
Thanks for all the cheers and comments.

Tomorrow my mom is going through a procedure to take a lump from her breast to be then biopsied. She is or pretends to be very confident and optimistic, as do I, but I’m scared. So please, if you read this, “think nice thoughts” for her.

I cooked like crazy again, all my best recipes, my good new recipes or oldies I know they like. Who knew I’d end up like my father, showing love with food? :)
My mom was afraid she would get fat staying here, but apart from desserts, most of the things I cooked are very healthy.

I still want to write that letter. Now if I could only let go of my desire to write the perfect letter and remember every tiny (nice) detail about my childhood, that letter would get written much sooner!