Have tea with Mom this afternoon.
Passed the menu to Mom after getting a seat. She asked me to choose first. I wanted to let her choose first. Just to be respect. I couldn’t understand at first. But then she told me embarassingly she couldn’t read those words on menu…… So I read the menu to her while trying to hold the tears. Pretended it’s nothing……..
I didn’t realise Mom needs glasses to read now. Those words on menu were too small. Mom is getting old.
I am scared. Just like waking up in sweet dreams. I don’t want Mom getting old though obviously she walks slower and easier to get tired now.
I am such a bad daughter, BAD DAUGHTER!