my mom, her cat, and wild harbor

A few weeks ago, my mom fell and broke a bone in her pelvis.  She was hospitalized for a week and then in rehab for a few weeks after that. Her positive spirit and regular exercise routine lead to a faster-than-expected recovery.

While in rehab, my mom maintained her socially active life. Friends and cards poured in. And by the time she left, hey mom's regular bridge and canasta games were being held at the Royal Megansett Nursing Home.

Ellie, my mom's cat-dog, wouldn't leave her side once she returned home.  Ellie, though a cat, behaves like a dog. She waits for my mom at the door. She follows her everywhere. And she cries from sheer joy just seeing my mother. On my mom's first day home, Ellie wouldn't leave her side. And though she usually sleeps at the foot of my mom's bed, she's not taking any chances now that my mom is finally home.

My mom always talks about her incredible circle of friends, and she has many. She lives in a great area of the Cape called Wild Harbor in North Falmouth. They even have a private website. This post today characterizes how thoughtful my mom's neighbors truly are: