Voyage in the Death

Posted By MaryMiranda on December 26, 2011

I was on my way out to go to the gym for a couple of hours before I worked the night shift at the hospital when my mother called out from her room; she had told me earlier that there were a couple of things she wanted me to see to while I was out so I figured she wanted to give me her list. Mom had mentioned having an errand or two for me for that day, but not unexpectedly the list was longer, and aside from the usual trip to the drug store to have her prescription filled, she had me look into air conditioner prices and slip covers for the living room sofas. The errands she sends me to are seemingly random, but over the past months I have come to expect the sometimes weird, always numerous trips I inevitably have to make all around the neighborhood; I never complain though, because as busy as I am with my work and all the other things I have to do, I can only be thankful that mom has started to fully recover and walk around the house after the hip replacement surgery she had almost a year ago.   Back when I when my brothers and I were still in school, up till a couple of years ago, my mother was always on the go running the household and bringing us to the usual academic and sports activities that four active children are normally occupied with; she never had any help except for the small chores that we were each assigned to, and even after we left for college one after another there were always projects that she worked on around the house.

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