A Sunny Sunday Afternoon

Playing cards has never been my thing. Growing up my brother and sister always would spend time playing cards at the kitchen table while I'd have my nose stuck in a book. Words have always been my game. Let me read, write, play scrabble or just talk, but playing cards?! Only if I must.  Apparently, my brother and sister got their card playing gene from our mother. She can play cards for hours! So every once and awhile, I will take pity on my 99 year old mother, who seems quiet and bored reading her book, and says, "Mom, do you want to play cards?" She never hesitates, and always I enjoy the time and the game.

Who knows how many more card games she has in her, so every now and then I will again ask, 

"Mom, do you want to play cards?"