years she resisted, she complained, and she even got angry at times, but we insisted until she agreed to go along. Because of this my mother accumulated thousands of experiences most people never will and leaves us with memories we would never had if we hadn’t pressed for her to live. And because of these experiences my mother became more than just my mother but a great friend as well.
In the period of just thirty-six hours I witnessed my daughter’s life starting and my mother’s life appearing to end only to be reminded that it’s the time between that determines whether we truly live or not. I only hope that my daughter will punish me in my later years and force me to say yes to experiencing life with her so that I can become more than her father but her great friend as well. Push