What Is More Important?

 I just saw one of my favorite Facebook videos.  It was about what is more important, spending time with someone or buying that someone everything they ever wanted?  For me?  Time.  Little things matter so much more than buying me everything I want.  Coming along with me when I need to run a few errands, or going to a movie, playing a game.  

The person I spent a lot of time with was my mom.  I didn't care too much about gifts or expensive things from her.  I have saved several cards my mom gave me.  Those cards mean a lot to me.  

I worked in the afternoon and early evenings so I really could look only do my errands on the weekends.  Saturdays I generally finished teaching at about 3pm so I would get home around 3:30pm.  Most of the time after I got home, if I needed to go out for any reason, generally I would ask her if she wanted to go with me.  She and I would laugh so much when we would be out. When I had the music store about three months in, I asked mom if she could come with me to help with a few projects I wanted to get done and I knew she would do an excellent job.  She was in the mid stages of Alzheimer's, however, she still do a lot of stuff.  Mom really enjoyed coming with me.  She loves when the students would arrive for their music lessons.  She would ask each student how their lesson go and the students loved telling her all about their lessons.  When I began teaching at home, mom liked to go into the living room when it was time for a lesson.  

I was my mother's caregiver.  I was lucky enough to be able to keep her here at home until the last 10 days when she was on the Hospice Floor at the hospital.  I do have a few regrets on how I I reacted to a few situations, other than that, I am thankful for the time I had with her.  I was told a lot to put her in a home and/or I need some time away, she can go to respite care.  The more I was told to do these things, the more I dug my heals in.  I knew we had limited time with her, I didn't want to miss any time with her.

So time or everything you ever wanted?  Time.  Hands down!  Time!

My Favorite Picture of my Mom