Eventful evening in Little by little one travels far

So I managed a nice two hour nap in my loft bed, when my sister tapped on my window. She and her partner live not to far from the RV park, they invited me out for sushi. After dinner they mentioned they were going to visit my mother I think I shocked them by agreeing to go with. My mom is in a long term care facility she’s been there a few months after a major stroke caused by a blood clot. My moms always been a petite woman she’s Japanese, and stands about five foot two. But she’s lost a lot of weight since I last saw her granted it was 18 years ago. She’s always been sickly, both of the physical and mental kinds of sickness. She constantly had headaches when I was a child my father would send us out to play while she rested. She didn’t recognize me at first and thought I was my father. I am as tall as he was however my father was pale, and blond haired blue eyed. Be got brown hair and brown eyes and I’m pretty tan from being in the sun a lot. Anyway my sister sat her up and she got a little clearer. She asked me to forgive her for being a bad mother and she kept forgetting her English and drifted into Japanese. My Japanese is pretty rusty, we spoke it growing up but when I moved out I’ve rarely used it. My sister translated when needed, I told her I forgave her a very long time ago. I had too, holding onto anger isn’t worth it. We actually had a nice visit we talked a lot about my father, she asked if I had gone to see him (where he’s buried) I told her no because I honestly have no idea where he was buried. He died ten years ago and I was in India at the time, my sisters email came too late. He had been laid to rest a week when I got it. She begged me to take my inheritance(from my father) that my sisters have tried to get me to take. She said he wanted me to have it and that he often asked for me as he lay dying. We cried, laughed, cried some more. I wish I would have seen my parents for who they were two flawed people that despite that still loved me deep down. As they had/have their regrets so do I. They say time can’t heal old wounds perhaps they can’t but I’d like to think that maybe they can. She started to get tired (they give her all sorts of meds) I promised I’d come by in the morning before I left. Who knows if she’ll ever leave these walls my sister said perhaps seeing me will give her the strength. She’s only sixty I’d like to think she’d have some years left. My sister wants me to meet her at her office so she can give me the necessary paperwork for my inheritance. I honestly don’t know or care how much it is, my father was a moderately wealthy man. Perhaps in addition to the trust I was left by my aunt and uncle(fathers sister and BIL) it’ll able me to live out my days in my RV traveling the US and maybe I’ll get to cross more international travel off my list. After the hospital I had them drop me off at a sprouts market to do my shopping. I really enjoy the sprout markets, they have a great organic section. Now I’m home all cozy in my RV, my mom made me take a photo of her and my father she had in her room. It’s shortly after they married in Japan(my father was stationed there) it’s a great photo I’m going to see about getting it scanned. I think I’ll finish my snack of apples and peanut butter and then go to bed, after I take Bilbo out one last time.