Being a mother is like having your heart living outside of your body. It’s sure to get trampled, bruised, and sometimes broken along the way. However, the endless love we receive from our offspring makes all of the hurt worthwhile and heals us quickly.’ – Mama P.
OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH REALLY I’m so sorry today’s post isn’t cheerier. Just glad I didn’t write it last night in the heat of it all. My mom was taking her bath at 10:00 she completed her task come out Then she gave me the news that her hand hurt. She said she fell when she was putting on her shirt. I was thanking God that at least my bath has rough tiles. I , said ‘All better’, and served her with breakfast. I had no idea it was anything more than a scratch on the wrist. How could I?
But after the breakfast I realized it may not just scrapped wrist it may be fracture…..then I called in my son.