Here We Go

As always, time makes things a little easier.

Mom is getting more used to her new home and really likes the people there. She is very lonely and sadly I can’t replace my Dad.

Today on the phone she asked me twice if I was Jamie….and I did not cry…but I wanted to.

My Mother brought me up under a very strict dress code. I went to a strict school and could not dance nor go to movies. I wasn’t allowed bikinis or to swim with boys…..

Now, I sit with my Mom and talk and I have tattoos…and she asked me once if it was permanent and hasn’t said another word about it since.

Dementia is a beast….humor is something you have to use…patience is important and frequent short visits are helpful to you and to the patient.

This week we are planning on some R@R and I’m so glad because I couldn’t keep going..

Stress is a real thing and even though it’s easier to keep going it’s not always better.

Missing Dad comes in waves….sometimes I forget…

When my Mom calls the caller ID still says Mom and Dad and I don’t plan on ever changing it.

Tomorrow I’m taking Mom a donut….like I used to bring Dad…..

I miss giving Dad gifts….no matter what it was he always made me feel like it was the best gift he ever got….he always made me feel seen.

I will be bringing mom a bird feeder …..I love watching birds now like she always did…maybe that can be something we can do….

Keep swimming my friends!