It was such a hot July day and we planned to get Mama to the beach for one last time before she went to heaven. It sounds almost uneasy to say it that way but it was the simple truth. At that point, she’d had dementia for nine years, her body was deteriorating before our
family
Mama and Little Debbie.
My Mama was a great cook, she just never wanted anyone in the kitchen “under her feet” when she was cooking – that’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it. Seriously though, Mama worked full-time as long as I could remember and came home tired and just wanted to get supper on the table. At
God-sent moments.
The Moments with Mama are ever changing and always hard to absorb. Every day is…
It is What It is.
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
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
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
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
Those women.
The last two weeks have brought drastic change in Mama, it’s almost hard to believe. I keep seeing that first MRI of Mama’s brain the doctor showed us back when they felt sure she had Alzheimers back in about 2009. The doctor explained the white we saw on the screen, the white matter, that was
Moments with Daddy.
Missing for 28 days…but I’m still here! 28 days that are a blur and surreal. 28 days in which my brain nor body would stop long enough to focus on writing – focus is hard for me even during normal times. But between Daddy’s big adventure below, and Mama, poor Mama, two weddings and several
Who’s your Daddy?
I have so much to remember and write down from this past week but I’ve lost my focus for a little while. I know everyone feels this way at times, and I feel guilty saying this when I see what so many friends are going through, but the simple truth is my heart and spirit
