My mother has been having a rough quarter so far. She underwent a back and hip surgery in May, and the recovery (thankfully visible) has been slow.
It has led to her worst mood swings, sometimes she being oblivious to them.
But if there is one thing that truly lights her up is whenever I call her up to ask a recipe. Even if she wakes up in the middle of her nap and sees a miss call around my meal time, she calls me back again. Nothing, absolutely nothing else lights her up.
Being useful is probably every human being’s personal Mount Everest.
