Why?
To get to see my mom every day is a treat – miss her … and to justify my guilt here I am again.
“If she lived nearby I would see her at least once a week so that’s 4 times a month; 48 times a year.
So … I am going to see her at least 48 days a year to makeup. Best I can do for now though with 24/7 care, so little privacy… and I wish I had talked and listened to her before as I always wanted to write her biography. But oh no. She cannot be interviewed now as she will tease me she can’t remember. Why didn’t I do this 10 years ago. I’m tearing up.
With advancing but managed dementia symptoms, there are good days and bad days. I should feel lucky enough that this time too she remembered me. She knows who I am. Yes, I’m your daughter.
Miss the old-self mother … but I know she’s still there inside her.
She’s unable to go to a hair salon like before so her helpers braid her hair. She turned into a little girl- how’s that for a role reversal.
