Me and my mother sat quietly in my den late this afternoon. You could hear the gulps as mom took swallow after swallow of her diet Dr. Pepper.
"Television?" I asked.
"I am enjoying the quiet," mom said.
Maggie was overjoyed at the company and jumped into my mother's lap to sit.
"What did you do today?" my mother asked deviating from her usual, "What did you eat?"
"I tried to help a homeless woman," I replied.
"That's nice," my mother said, completely oblivious to what I replied.
"And I saw green aliens in my closet," I then said trying to stifle back a hearty laugh.
"You're not even listening to me!"
"I'm sorry," she said. "I was enjoying the peace and quiet."
I just shrugged my shoulders as I smiled and laughed. Mom soon left to go home and lie in the bed till my father arrives. Strange lives and even stranger days accompany my mother and I through our travels. We've seen just about everything. Love you, mom.