Missing In Action

On a recent visit to Mothers, my brother took Mom and I out to a nice dinner at Adele’s, a local favorite. Mom was excited and happy to be going out but my brother had just arrived that afternoon so she was a bit reserved with him.

Mom kept pulling me aside as we were preparing to leave the house and whispered “Now who is that guy again?” I would tell her it was her son Patrick and she would say “Well of course and how embarrassing! Please don’t tell him I didn’t remember.”  Mom asked me that about three times before she settled in to remember Pat and then her attention was focused on where we where going and why.

We arrived at the restaurant and were warmly greeted by the staff. My brother is a devoted patron and so they remembered him and escorted us to a lovely table towards the front of the restaurant.

After we all were seated, Mom looked round and said “Look here, every one made it expect for me!” I remarked “What are you talking about Mom?” She answered “I am in such left field I don’t know where we are or what we are doing.” … And with that announcement we proceeded to order more than a few drinks and had a lovely dinner together!

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