I think I want to document some of Big's journey home.
This has been such a roller coaster for Mom, Gaye and me.
Our whole family, actually,
but the three of us have boots on the ground.
Big hasn't been well for years, really, and we have thought
we were headed for this road more than once.
I think we still give her a little side-eye
cause you can never count this one out.
You wouldn't have guessed that this sweet little old lady
had such a prize fighter hidden down in there.
Well, except for the few of us who could tell
you she liked her martinis and could
swear like a truck driver when pushed to her limit.
Big is in and out of it but I can still get an
"I love you too"
out of her and I am treasuring
each and every one of them.
We are muddling our way through changing her drawers.
(there is just no dignity in calling them diapers
at this stage in my humble opinion)
Trust me, we know and Big knows, we
ain't professionals here!
Each time I get through rockin' and rollin'
her from side to side trying to
tug out the old and slip in the new,
I say to her, "whew! We did it!"
And, she chuckles at me.
I told mom and Gaye, we can get through this if
we can just keep laughing.
Isn't it God's mercy that He is allowing
Big to show us the way and keep us smiling?
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