Fiorella's Texas kids treated her to a very nice pre-Mother's Day yesterday. Daughter set up lawn chairs and, instead of hollering through the front door, we all sat about eight feet apart in the driveway and filled each other in on our respective lives. Cross your fingers, but everything seems to be looking up for all three of us. Fio won't go as far as to say that sheltering and distancing has been a godsend for her family, but it hasn't been the catastrophe that some people have experienced.
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Earlier in the day, Fiorella finished off yet another box of old papers, reawakening memories of things she was proud of doing, things she wasn't, and things she didn't remember in the least.
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Son was kind enough to volunteer to help Fio open up her dormant PayPal account so she can buy books and other items on line. Your girl used to be quite adept at so doing, but that was four years and two computers ago. Son is also going to search out iron plants and jasmine for her.
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Some of the memories our threesome talked about did not paint yours truly in a very good a light. All she can say is that she tried.
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Later in the day, the food wagon arrived, and now Fio's pantry and refrigerator are full for at least two weeks. Thanks to Daughter for arranging this service. Fiorella may not have been a perfect mother, but all of her kids are top-notch🧡🧡🧡
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