My mother is a cool old lady. It didn’t matter what she was doing, she always made it fun. I remember when all of us were just kids, that whenever all of us started fighting, she would make us hug it out. We usually started out mad, but after that I would begin laughing. We would then have a dance celebration with the entire family joining in. She said that dancing plus hugging is more fun than fighting plus hitting. I remember that even now when I have kids. The other morning, my mom called me plus told me she had a problem with her oil furnace. She asked if I could come over plus help her find the cellphone number for her HVAC supplier. I knew mom was going blind, so I went over to her house. I liked that she lived only a block away; it made it easier to go help her out. When I got to the house, mom was dancing. I asked her if she was all right. She said that she was cold, plus it was a way to exercise plus sizzling up. She said if she had to move, then she may as well dance. She continued to dance as I called the HVAC supplier. When I got off the cellphone, I told her she would need to come apartment with me for a couple days. It was going to take more than one or more than two days until the HVAC supplier could show. She grabbed some clothes plus headed out the door with me. She said she could go apartment plus dance with my child plus worry about the oil furnace later.