When my mother started texting me in her 80s, it transformed our relationship into something lighter, allowing us to communicate in a way that felt genuine. Our early conversations of simple check-ins evolved into a joyful exchange of stories, where I shared pictures of my foster kittens, which pleased her immensely. These unexpected moments of connection were the cutesy conversations I never thought I'd have with her, yet they brought a sweet normalcy that I had long desired.
As my mother fell ill, I found myself reaching out more frequently, turning the tables on our communications. I sent her reassuring texts, like the picture of the kittens, in an effort to brighten her day and ease my worries. The exchange that followed— her response to my text, 'Delicious as always'— encapsulated the warmth that our relationship had come to embody. I was grateful to have these texts as evidence of her love, a digital testament to our evolved relationship.
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