Joanne's Blog – December 2013 Archive (1)

At the small postal station near where my mother lives this happened day before yesterday .

The gentleman behind the desk , a tall man from India wearing a turban by the name of Harsha , is always polite and conversational with my mother asking her 'how do you like retirement ?'. I know my mother always enjoys the conversations as she is very personable . Lately my mother has been going through every heart test they can come up with because she fainted a few months back. She…