This one is easy. Plan a surprise roadtrip, show up and watch the Blue Jays game with her.
Bonus: The look on Mom’s face when you interrupt her own visit by accident.
Grandma’s garden is already gorgeous, and it hasn’t even begun yet. Small mayflowers dotted the beds, each so tiny but so detailed. A big woodpecker made some very awesome holes in a nearby tree. I love the country.
We also took a long walk with my mom up around some of my old haunts. It was sad to see my dad’s old house again. The new owners really neglect it. The two-story shed/garage where I made my fort seems to be on the verge of collapse, the brickwork is crumbling on the house and they’ve let the raised vegetable gardens that my dad had built for my brother and I utterly decay, or demolished them completely. The balcony is sloughing off the front of the place.
Then went back and hung out with mom and the stepdad for a bit before packing it in for the four hour drive home.
Going back home is nice, but there are some things that should just be left alone.