A recovering lady

My mother has always being a stay-at-home mom who worked hard to raise her six kids while my dad was working. With their super-tight budget, washing machines and electric mixer were luxuries they couldn't afford to get, so all clothings were washed by her at the washboard until mid 70's, and all cakes and breads vigorously mixed in the kitchen's bowl with a wooden spoon. 40 years ago she started baking her famous honey breads right before Christmas, to help dad give us a better Christmas night with more yummy food and better Santa Claus presents. Of course, she prepared the thick, heavy mixture manually, and only in the 80's we could give her a mixer, that was a helluva of a help! But all those extra physical effort had a price to pay (it's a surprise it took so long, in fact!), and this January she started feeling her arm aching when lifting it, and her problem began, as a tendon in her shoulder became worn to the point of needing replacement. To make a long story short, after dozens phisioteraphy sessions that lef to nowhere, her doctor finally decided to make the surgery last week, and a big anchor-shaped pin was placed.

Now she needs to be patient to go through the long recovery phase without-moving-that-arm in trhe process. Not an easy task for a woman used to be totally independent. and loving to do everything to everybody. It's the second time, recently, she needs to stay "quiet" (or as quite as possible for her restless soul) in bed - the first time last year, when she needed to go under surgery to fix her foot. So it's all a matter on working on her acceptance that sometimes, the world has to go on without her help, even knowing it will not work properly!

For me, it's again a wonderful chance to pay back to all her amazing love and good care for me and my little witch since we arrived almost two years ago. While she hates to be stuck in bed, thinking she's making me work too hard (as if I have never taken care of a house... Moms, lol!), I know she loves feeling the explicit love we are all throwing on our silly/goofy way, hugging and kissing her, making jokes all the time (specially about the anchor-shaped pin, and how we could throw her in the sea to keep a boat steady if we decided going to fishing someday) to make her laugh and forget that she's not in total control of her life for a while. And I just love being able to really cooking again, ahh... :)

Obviously, Lucas is adoring to be her guardian angel, reporting me every move she makes! ;) He's like a watch dog, and loves to be around to "see if she needs something". As all kids, everything ends up being a fun game to play!

He even wanted to create a special and cute "mojo paper bag",for her, filled with rosemary and healing intentions, with an Algiz on the top, which brought my poor mom to tears - she keeps it into her pocket all the time now.:

Tomorrow she'll have the stitches removed (her scar is healing very well, thank the gods), and the doctor will say what's the next step. A day at a time, and she will survive being in my hands these months! I made a healing candle spell & ritual during the last Full Moon, to be sure things will be okay - it's never too much to kindly ask the Gods to keep a close eye during her trial. ;)

Life has been challenging for this awesome lady, specially the past years, when she suffered devastating losses, but it's amazing to see how strong and brave she is when needed. She's the example I always try to follow, and it's my pleasure to help her this time.