I had a nice talk with MM this afternoon about family. Her son had just called her from the Philippines. She started telling me how hard it is to be away from him, "I'm a Mom and I can't see my son" she looked so sad "it's so hard" she said. I empathized and said that what I've learned in life is that we do the best we can with what we have. I said "You're a good Mom, you do what you can from where you are. He knows how much you love him. I can see it whenever you talk to him. I can't possibly know what it feels like but you're doing the best you can with what you've got" We also talked about how we've both lost our fathers, hers 7.5 years ago and mine five months ago. I told her what it was like to go to see my Dad every night for three months to watch him die. So that's that. I didn't bring up the weekend because I thought if I'm not going to suggest anything then let it be.
