Eileen and Larry Somers

This is a sad story. I'm not 100% what year it was (2011-2013?) but I had to fill out the same old paperwork for work. Every year, the same stuff! Phone number, address, blah blah blah. (I was super tempted to write "Nothing's changed.")  But on the section where it asked for a secondary contact in case of emergency, I paused. And cried.   Louie is always my first contact. But my mom had always been that second one, just in case. And it must have been the fall of 2011, because I remember the struggle I felt knowing she wouldn't have the mental acuity to take an emergency call on my behalf. The realization that her role in my life had changed and I needed to be strong for her . . . rather than me being able to lean on her . . . that was hard.   I asked Morgan if I could put his name and number down in case of an emergency if they couldn't reach his dad. Of course, he said yes.    I am incredibly blessed that I had my mom around for 48 years of my life and that ...

I'm not sure why this became our "thing," but my mom wanted to have a cloth calendar to hang on the wall in her kitchen each year and buying it for her became my goal. I used to find them in stores like Pier I, but as the years went by it got harder and harder. Then online shopping made it a breeze, though I had to order it for her birthday so she wouldn't get worried about not having one for the next year. When dad died and Louise inherited the house and everything in it, she went through the cloth calendars and wrote down all the years' worth (see pic at left) and I made a list of the missing years (below). I'm not sure what happened to those . . . but I'm pretty sure Mom originally had them. My mom *always* had the annual cloth calendar up on the wall! I think I had originally planned to complete the set(?) or was just being compulsive about the list. It doesn't really matter, but I thought I'd make a record of it here for posterity. I'm ge...