Mom dreams of waltzing

By RuthAnn Hogue/Whiptail Publishing

I love my mom. When she tells untruths it is because she believes they are reality. It’s a shame her reality is so far from the truth. This morning she was wishing she could walk places all by herself, like she used to before she moved here. It’s as if my house is the reason she can’t, rather than her being in my house because she was no longer able to be independent.

That’s old news. We go through that scenario fairly often. Today she included the latest twist that if only someone would take her to a dance she could waltz the night away. Sigh. I keep looking. I don’t see any senior dances listed anywhere online. “It’s not fun growing old,” she said, adding her now trademark sign off. “I guess I might as well go to my room and die.”

The almost-topper for today though is that when I came to bring her morning medicine I overheard her telling someone that I no longer believe in God. I don’t know where she gets this stuff.

That leaves only the highlight which came in conjunction with me showing her YouTube videos of grandmothers dancing right in their own living rooms. One of them was of a 90-year-old woman who looked as if she might weigh all of 90 pounds if soaking wet.

“See, Mom,” I said. “She’s eleven years older than you and she’s dancing. It’s not about being old. It’s about staying active and exercising.”

“I bet she eats,” Mom quipped, ignoring the pile of eggshells and orange peels on the table to her right.

Yeah, Mom. I bet she does.

RuthAnn Hogue is the owner and founder of Whiptail Publishing’s and She is an award-winning author and journalist with an Internet Marketing Master of Science and a B.A. in Journalism/Political Science.

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