I walked in at Mom’s yesterday to take her for a ride around town. Our wonderful caregiver, Sharon, was with her, and Mama just smiled when I walked in like she knew me and had not seen me in years. She does that every time I see her and it never gets old. While Sharon
Just a Crazy Girl Blog
Inside Those Eyes.
I didn’t think my rushed nerves could take 15 minutes to watch the video…
Rosanna Rosanna Danna
I got to sit with Mama early this morning and I just let her sleep as long as she’d like. She finally got up around 8:30 and moseyed around the house not even realizing I was there. I watch her shuffle her little feet from her couch she likes to sleep on to Daddy’s room
One cell at a time.
I stumbled upon this song today by Jerry Lansdowne dedicated to his mother with Alzheimers…
The Fear.
So I broke down and watched Still Alice …alone…. probably not a wise decision. As some of you know, it’s about a 51 year old woman diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer Disease, her family, her quick deterioration, her children being tested for the disease. I sobbed the entire movie, the ugly kind of sob. The
Moving Mama Home.
Moments with Mama…. are moving back to the country. We moved Mama into memory care…
Glimmers
GLIMMERS… For Mama. These dark corners in my mind keep expanding, trying so hard…
A few flowers.
I shared this with a couple of friends last week but it’s been weighing heavy on my mind still. For those of you who have been through Alzheimers or dementia with a loved one, you will understand. For those of you haven’t, and I pray you don’t, you will come to realize one day that
Pajamas and pocketbook.
So many of you have messaged me or asked me when we were out and about how Mama is doing and it touches my heart each time. I’ve not shared a post in quite a while. Quite frankly, the daily changes we’re seeing are squeezing out the ability to find the laughter. We still try
Forget me not.
Night before last, I was driving Miss Daisy as we like to say when we’re driving Mama around. This is the time of day we literally take turns driving her around the county to keep her happy and to give Daddy a break mentally and physically. It’s her sundown time, her toughest, his toughest, and
Mother’s Day.
As I think about today, I am thankful, but there are so many varying emotions that go through my mind as I am sure many of you can relate to. And memories… thinking about how every Mother’s Day we religiously went to church and how Daddy religiously brought in a red flower for us to
Life as we know it.
Daddy, Mama, and I were supposed to leave on a trip to Pennsylvania with Daddy’s church group today. We were to return on Wednesday. However, when Mama made such a big turn a couple of weeks ago, we decided it was best not to take her on that long bus ride up there and back.
