As you must have gathered, my mother is pretty sick these days. She is hanging in there as best she can, uncomplainingly in the face of her nausea and pain. She is still finding nice moments throughout the day. We finished the day with another episode of Mad Men.
For dinner, we have to thank Lynne Casper again. We had frozen half of the enchiladas she had brought a while ago. When we needed a quick dinner tonight, there they were- as delicious as I remembered. Lynne, we want the recipe!
I remember freshman year when I was sharing a triple dorm room with Danielle and Shea’l. My mom came at the end of the year to move me out. Right after meeting my mom, I remember Danielle laughing and blurting out , “Jen’s just like her!” At age 18, this is not always what you want to hear. It also is not entirely accurate. I am not “just” like her. For instance, I’m not nearly as diplomatic, as organized, as calm, as disciplined, as thin-haired, and as much of a morning person. To top it off, I got a C in handwriting in the 2nd grade which if you have ever seen my mother’s calligraphy script, you know is a big contrast. It was my only C ever- ok in that way I am like her. I don’t think my mom wants me to be just like her; that would be pretty boring. I know she must like some of my differences, some of the time. But I am also not 18 anymore. So I hope one day people will say, Jen is a lot like her mom.
My mom got to Skype today with her mother, her brother Mike, and her sister Mary in Fort Dodge. The Bianchi humor- they made us all laugh. My mom said it was “just wonderful.”
Jen, James, Josh, Mark, and Suzanne