My mom is almost 90 and partially blind, but she is queen of her kitchen. Her only grandchild turns 18 tomorrow, and she is making chicken and dumplings for him. So I accompanied her to the grocery and assisted her as she shopped. I have a headache now and need a nap, but she is happy. My gift to her, besides the trip, was to give her a pleasant and companionable outing to and treat her with kindness and generosity. The mother-daughter relationship journey can be rocky and steep, and I'm not sure I'll ever feel like a complete adult until she's gone. But for now I'm glad she's still around.