Life Changes

Ray and I have have recently been to New South Wales to visit my mother.
She is almost ninety four years old. 
Her body is frail but her mind is alert.
We took her, together with my nephew, to a restaurant for lunch.
Living in a Nursing Home and having companionship, she no longer desires to travel around as she once did. 
Yet she requested this day out. And she enjoyed it very much.

 Its strange but I never think of mum as old.
To me she is still the younger woman who could do anything, and did.

 I found this black and while photo of her aged in her late forties with her pet Joey (baby kangaroo).
I don't know how she got him, but she loved and treated him like a beloved child.
He went everywhere with her in the car.
Finally he grew large enough to hop over the fence and finally, he was killed on the road.
It devastated her. 


Over the years mum had many pets, but he was one of a kind.

I wonder how my children will reminisce about me as time goes by?
They'll probably remember some of the funny or silly things I do.
I wonder if they will see me as old,.... or how I once was?
Life changes for all of us.

  Me holding my son Peter, my nephew Bradley, my daughter Femia, and niece Cindy.
About 1970.