Mom walked without her walker today! She had her gait belt around her waist, the physical therapist helped her maintain her balance, and out she went, down the hall. No walker. And she walked to the gym, which is a good distance, and then exercised. I can't begin to fathom the mechanisms of her gaining strength, especially as she struggles to eat and is continually losing weight. But she somehow does.
Mom is excited for the royal wedding tomorrow, which I find hilarious and totally authentic. She loved Princess Diana and watched that wedding 30 years ago, and now is excited to hear all about William. The only reason it's really on my radar at all is because Gary's work is all in a tizzy about it and he needs to be there at 6am tomorrow. But Mom is excited. It warms my heart, actually, and says a lot about her character: she's looking forward to a joyful event. It doesn't matter that she doesn't know the people involved, just knowing there will be a public celebration of love is enough to bring her joy. She absorbs the positivity that is all around, focuses on it, draws in towards her, then reflects it out. That's one of the reasons that so many people are still volunteering to spend time with her and traveling to visit her. She's just fun to be around.