I have said that mom likes looking at photos. When I show her recent photos of herself, she says it is really her mom, grandma, and not herself. Oh well. This day she was bright and talkative. Really does not make a lot of sense, but she always recognizes me as a family member or one of her own. Have not heard my name in a while, even on good days. But she does tend to reach out and want to fix my hair and fix my shirt if anything is awry. Or tell me to hush if i am too loud. Don’t think that will ever change.
our mom bill 