I am sure that if the mothers of various nations could meet, there would be no more wars. ~ E. M. Forster
If you follow me regularly you probably have noticed my blogging has become less this past few weeks. If you’ve followed my blog for a while now, you’ve probably been told a story or two about my five foot nothing tiger mom who scares the heck outta me. Seriously, when she says jump, the Cao jumps over the moon. A few years ago before my father died my mom wanted to package up and slim down their current lifestyle from a 5000 square foot home to a 1400 square foot villa in a gated retirement community. The move helped my mum at the time because my father was in the throes of dementia and their was a nursing home on the site should my father need assisted living. My father passed away a little over 2 years ago and my mum has strongly suggested she is tired of being surrounded by a bunch of old people. Yeah, random right? She is in her mid 70’s. Always the dutiful youngest child I asked her if I could build her a home across the street from me and with the look of horror usually reserved for a twenty something who just learned they have to move back home with their parents, she begged me no. We’ve been going back and forth on this for about a year, I want her near, she wants to be near her friends, and I reckon you can figure out how this one panned out. The thing is, my mum wanting to do all these things, means Cao, do all these things for me. So knee deep in moving vans, utility starts and stops, cable, internet, buying more furniture because, as mentioned she slimmed down to fit in the villa, finding blinds and cabinets… Well, between all these activities I’m spread a little lean.
Before I started this new round of “Keeping the Mum Happy” I did receive an invitation to be highlighted in The Best of Second Life magazines February Star Spotlight article. Definitely a Squeal worthy honor, and I thank them from the top, bottom and middle of my heart! So if you get a chance, please, check it out!