Her love language is turtles. Today on my way to visit my mom in the hospital I came upon a tortoise in the road. It’s not at all uncommon for anyone from my family to remove a turtle from the road, it’s how we were raised.
On many occasions my dad showed up with a rescued turtle in tow and they usually stayed a while. Wether a few hours or a few days, they were welcomed into out home and eventually were relocated to the family farm (legit farm). When I came upon the tortoise today, I felt inclined to share it with my mom. I cleaned out my purse and covertly delivered the contraband to her hospital room.
You would think I had just handed Santa Claus to a four year old! Mom was enthusiastically overjoyed with her early birthday surprise. She giggled, laughed, cried, snuggled, and visited with the turtle for an hour. I haven’t seen this kind of joy and energy exude from her in the better part of a decade.
Of course, my favorite part was when she told me to let my (five) brothers and sisters know they could never one up this gift! 😂 She is still a little trouble maker. 😉
Glad to bring Mom some much needed joy. @ @ @ @.thrasher @ @ @ @