Happy mother's day
As a special Mother’s Day present, this blog is being delivered courtesy of Tamara… My dad has had quite the busy weekend, jam-packed full of visits from wonderful friends, and family (Sorry I missed you Barb!) and today was no exception. Last night we conspired together over the phone, organizing a special Mother’s Day surprise for Cindy. The plan was for Gilly to keep Cindy happy in bed, until I arrived early this morning to secretly prepare a surprise brunch. Despite Gilly’s best efforts, Cindy could not remain idle for long, and by the time I arrived on their doorstep (shortly after 9:30) she was already awake and happily munching on a bagel! My father was downstairs watching his races, and my brother was sound asleep in his bed. It was the first time since my dad got sick that the house felt totally normal, peaceful even. If my arms weren’t laden with watermelon and assorted brunch treats, I may have even paused for a moment to appreciate the calm inside; instead I quietly crept in and busied myself in the kitchen. Soon a delicious brunch had taken shape on the dining room table, and we all sat down to enjoy it. Grandma Shirley raced over on short notice, and the lengthy feast began.
During brunch Gilly was reserved, he complained of a headache, and a lingering tooth ache. It looked like chewing was painful for him, but like the trooper he is, he refused to admit this when questioned. His eating was slow and methodical, but he still managed to make a hefty dent in the fruit platter in true Gilly-fashion. During the last leg of the brunch we were joined by Auntie Ruth, and later the Melling Blauers-sans Aaron. Fred arrived to bring Grandma to the museum, and Max trailed in shortly after they had left. This was lucky, as I had prepared far too much food for our small immediate family of four, and the crowds helped to eliminate left-overs.
The brunch became a lunch, and then an afternoon snack as Anita and Bernie dropped by for a late afternoon visit with fresh danishes. Gilly enjoyed the company as always, but still seemed worn out to me. My mother assures me this is due to the rather hectic weekend full of visitors and late nights.
Dinner was another quiet meal for Gilly, with his tooth still causing him obvious pain. Liylah reaped the benefits of this in the form of a more meaty than usual steak bone…but Gilly didn’t seem to mind.
Although I had a great time with my dad today, and he always seems to love visitors, I think today was simply the cherry on top of a weekend full of good times that may have worn him out more than he’d like to admit. Regardless, I am sure that my father enjoyed celebrating a day meant to honour the hard work, love, and dedication my mother shows us everyday…Because no one appreciates her as much as he does now-except maybe me! Happy Mother’s Day to all of you moms out there!!!!!! Xoxoxoxox Love, Tamara
During brunch Gilly was reserved, he complained of a headache, and a lingering tooth ache. It looked like chewing was painful for him, but like the trooper he is, he refused to admit this when questioned. His eating was slow and methodical, but he still managed to make a hefty dent in the fruit platter in true Gilly-fashion. During the last leg of the brunch we were joined by Auntie Ruth, and later the Melling Blauers-sans Aaron. Fred arrived to bring Grandma to the museum, and Max trailed in shortly after they had left. This was lucky, as I had prepared far too much food for our small immediate family of four, and the crowds helped to eliminate left-overs.
The brunch became a lunch, and then an afternoon snack as Anita and Bernie dropped by for a late afternoon visit with fresh danishes. Gilly enjoyed the company as always, but still seemed worn out to me. My mother assures me this is due to the rather hectic weekend full of visitors and late nights.
Dinner was another quiet meal for Gilly, with his tooth still causing him obvious pain. Liylah reaped the benefits of this in the form of a more meaty than usual steak bone…but Gilly didn’t seem to mind.
Although I had a great time with my dad today, and he always seems to love visitors, I think today was simply the cherry on top of a weekend full of good times that may have worn him out more than he’d like to admit. Regardless, I am sure that my father enjoyed celebrating a day meant to honour the hard work, love, and dedication my mother shows us everyday…Because no one appreciates her as much as he does now-except maybe me! Happy Mother’s Day to all of you moms out there!!!!!! Xoxoxoxox Love, Tamara
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