3 Months Later

My mom has yet to regain use of her right side and she's had a few other medical setbacks as well. But all things considered, she's holding up pretty well and she seems to be in good spirits. She still is not talking either, at least not a lot. And by a lot I mean more than 3 or 4 words in the last 3 months. The funny thing about her talking, is that she only does it when I'm around. She will make noises around other people, but I think I'm the only person that has heard her say any words. I hope that she will speak more as time goes on.

Her house went up for sale today. We've spent the last few weeks and weekends boxing stuff up, moving things around and putting things into storage. It's strange to walk into that house now and have it seem so empty. I wouldn't say that I grew up there. After all, we moved in when I was 16. But I did live there for more than 10 years while going to school and working. The huge collection of teddy bears has been boxed up and there are no family pictures anywhere. I know my mom wanted to sell the house anyway, but I am pretty sure she wanted it to be under different circumstance.

As a result of everything that has happened, I now have 2 cats. After BW passed away, I didn't want to rush into getting another cat. With various travel plans I had, I was going to wait until Spring to go to the shelter and find a cat that needed a home. They are overwhelmed with homeless cats since they're a no-kill shelter. I was ready to find a cat that had been there a while. One that, while not exactly like BW, was similar in that he/she simply needed someone to love it and take care of it. Well, now I have 2 that were in need of a home. Fortunately, I was still living at home with my mom and dad when we found Tigger and Schwartzie, or rather, when they found us. So it has worked out pretty well. They've both adjusted pretty well and are more relaxed. Much like the sale of my mom's house........I wanted a cat, but I wish the circumstances had been different.