Imagine my astonishment as Mom showed up with Helen today to help clean my house. My mother hasn't cleaned house in probably 20 years.
"I just want to make sure Helen is doing it right," she told me as she pulled me to the side.
I sat in the kitchen and peeled and cut up potatoes for potato salad while they cleaned and Helen got some ground beef cooking.
"What has gotten into you?" I asked mom as she whizzed by carrying some of my laundry to my laundry room.
"I don't know," she said as she stopped in her tracks. "But it feels good. I feel so alive."
I was so proud of her. She has seemed to have blossomed while my father has been gone. I haven't seen Mom so active since my youth. It is truly heartwarming.