A Mother’s Day note for Lois Filreis, 93 y.o.

In a few minutes I’ll connect by Facetime with my mom, Lois Filreis (now 93 y.o.). It’ll be our second convo of the day. This one will be about redoing access to some online account or other. I’m happy to be of help in this sort of thing at this point in her long life. It being Mother’s Day, though, I reflect on how long and with what huge patience she helped me with that sort of adult-life matter. In my early years taking care of so many things I’m sure I took complete for granted. Just doing what a parent does for a kid. I’m sure that, while we talk again soon today about IDs and passwords, and iPad settings, I’ll again wish her a happy Mother’s Day, but this post is *all* about that. These days I don’t take for granted at all what a blessing it is that my mother is very much *there*, a big presence in my life and that of my own family and my siblings’ families. Looking through old Lois Filreis photos reminds me too of the dancing, dizzying, energetic personage she was before I was around, before she had a Mother’s Day to honor her in that role.