Ronni Tells it True

Ronni tells what it like as your mother drifts away. It really is true.

Mom sat quietly looking down at the floor, very still. She sat there without speaking for what, in other circumstances, would be a long time. Too long. Just as the silence was becoming uncomfortable, she looked up and said to him: “Are you telling me I shouldn’t buy any green bananas?”

Elsewhere, Ronni tells us about getting to a certain age:

One of the things that’s nice about getting older is that I’ve experienced enough not to be afraid very often anymore. I like that; I like knowing how to handle pretty much anything that comes along. I also like knowing that there aren’t many decisions, beyond putting a gun to your head, that are irrevocable, and that saves a lot of dithering.

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[Ronni]

Thank you so much, Liz. I'm glad you enjoy my blog.