On Fridays Terry and I often head over to my mother's nursing home for their weekly summer barbecue.
It's a family event - a fundraiser for extra programs, like the music therapist who leads the choir my mother sings in.
Residents and their visitors sit in the garden and enjoy the sunshine...
One recent Friday, my mother decided she only wanted dessert... and juice.
You need to eat the main course, too, if you want to live to be 100, Terry admonished her...
I'll be here on this earth as long as God wants me here, she replied...
Then added: Dessert tastes better!
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