I call my Mom almost every evening; it has become a tradition.
It started some years back, when she fell and broke something and there was some uncertainty as to her continuing because she was unhappy being restricted because of the break. It was also a wake-up call that my mother was/is mortal and will not be around for ever. And Ouija borards notwhithstanding, I'd rather hold a conversation with her while I can hear her answers.
She's now 101 1/2 and in spite of Covid19, looks likely to make it to the end of the year. At least, I hope so (knock on wood?)... because I'm not ready to let go, although I don't get much of a say in the process.
One of her favorite jokes concerns the "Hereafter".... because she says that she goes into a room, and wonders "what she is here - after?"
I have tapes of interviews with her from about 10 years ago, when she, her brother and her sister all got together and reminisced about life, the universe and growing up. I still haven't transcribed it to permanent media; and I should.
Meanwhile, I will call her every evening about 7 pm or so, and talk for a while.
It is at least enough.
