Can't Go Back

This is my mom and I at my dad's grave last Sunday.
If you hit mom on my tags, it will give you an entry for July 6 last year. This entry explains some of the world between us. Not too important unless you're interested.
This year's visit has been different. Mom has slowed alot. She has ignored my gardens this year primarily because of the rain and rain and then there was the rain. She's only been in my pool once this visit. Today it was warmer and sunny, but she doesn't go out in the hot sun and after her eye visit, she didn't seem like she felt wonderful. She went to bed after supper and I haven't seen her since. Been trying to think of excuses to get her up and visit.
We had planned to take her home on Saturday, but then we were going to camp with the kids and play in one of the wildest, most wonderful rivers in the state. But the rain . . . . Even though it is forcast to be nice Saturday and Sunday, the rains will have swollen the river and saturated the campsites and trails. Tonight Louis and I talked about taking her home tomorrow. I haven't consulted her yet, though I imagine she'd be overjoyed.
Tuesday I stepped out of my shower into a lake! Yep. Plumbing nightmare. We got it fixed this morning. Yesterday's fireworks were nice, not stellar, but nice. My youngest daughter went with us. When we arrived home, the country club down the end of the street and around a bend was starting their fireworks. They were very nice, but mom didn't feel like walking out to the deck to watch. She went to bed and Louis and I sat on the deck and watched them.
Last year we had so much fun in the pool together -just the two of us- swimming every hot evening just at dusk. I was looking forward to that time and sharing, but this year was cool and rainy. I had so many thoughts. I think the family cookout was a good thing even in the rain and the trip Sunday was a warm fuzzy. It will have to do until next time if there is a next time. Peace.