Mama, you know I love you....

I'm back in Mississauga for the summer. I've been here since late June and I head back to Dallas August 13.

It always feels good to be back and be catered to by my parents (not that I ask them to cater to me of course-- they just remember everything that I like and go out of their way to make my stay more than pleasant).

I cannot resist eating my mom's food, make exclusively for me with love. Even though I try to explain to her that she doesn't have to go out of her way to make me anything, she simply ignores my requests and does what she wants anyway. I can't win! What scares me is that she is getting older and tasks that seemed more than simple a few years ago seem almost impossible at times and take so much time to complete.

I feel guilty that I can't be around more often to help her with things that she needs assistance with. Simple things like washing the dishes (can you imagine that we had a dishwasher and my mom had it taken out because she preferred having an extra cabinet?.. she really regrets that decision now).. as I was saying.. simple things such as dishes and cutting meat/veggies are very difficult tasks for her, so I try to stick around with her in the kitchen and do whatever I can, without making her feel like she's aging.. which is sometimes hard to do, because she doesn't want to accept the fact that she is getting older and isn't able to maintain the same pace that she used to.

I'd like to hire someone to come in and help her with her housework, but knowing my mother, she'll be on that woman's ass, telling her that she's not doing it right. Then she'll end up taking the cleaning utensils and cleaning everything herself and she'll tell the cleaning lady to watch her.. Yup.. that's my mother... I love her to death.