Waiting

Friday, Feb. 20, 2015
When I got to Mom's place, I noticed there was a chair by the window.
I asked mom what happened.  After some hesitation, my mom said that she was sitting by the window to see if she could see me get off the bus.   I wonder how long she had been waiting. 

Sunday, March 8, 2015
Mom hates waiting.  She hates waiting for the elevator.  She hates waiting for the bus.  She wonders why I don't check the schedule.  She gets very impatient.
What she doesn't realize is that I am always waiting for her.   I have to cue her because she doesn't remember.  I have to make sure she has her bag, her keys, appropriate clothes for the weather, her bus pass, she's gone to the toilet, she's had something to drink, etc.  Sometimes I'm just tired and I get impatient.