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Click here to view all obituariesVacations are not always as peaceful andrelaxing as they should be. Really! Take it from my Mom.
The time was January of 2015. My Mom would have been 86 years old. We were on a vacation in the Bahamas to get a break from life's stresses, the first trip for my Mom since the passing of my father exactly one year before. There were five of us on the trip ... my Mom, Kelly, Gerard. Shirley and myself. It was a good time and relatively uneventful up until the time of 'her litte incident.'
Of course, my Mom had her own room and she would retire there each night after a night of hotel resort festivities. This normally included live band music, singing, drinking, joking, conversing with one another, and otherwise having a fabulous time. In my Mom's case though, periods of 'extended sitting and knitting' were also added to the mix.
Anyway, each morning we would pick up Mom for breakfast by knocking on her room door. Imagine the surprise one day when she opened the door and there she stood with an obvious black eye. How could this have possibly happened? It wasn't there the night before and to the best of our knowledge nobody else had been with her.
Well, it seems throughout the night she had somehow managed to roll out of bed (either in her sleep or while she was awake ... we don't know which), and hit her eye on the night stand. At least, that was the story and she stuck to it. Funny thing though, who would believe us. We didn't take any pictures of her while she was sporting the black eye.