Sunday, December 23, 2012

Understanding what is not understandable

I guess that Christmas is a mishmash sometimes....When my daughter showed my mother my blog yesterday, my mother said that she had never seen it before..not!  She wondered why I was sewing and not visiting her.  She does not understand how I tell her that I visit and that she forgets...she is wondering if I am distorting the truth.  Sigh......It is hurtful that I visit and she does not remember.  I know that Parkinson brings with it processing and memory problems.  It is just that there are extremes...We can have a wonderful talk..me feeling that I have my mother back.  Next day she does not remember. This never happened to my grandmother.  She died months short of 100 with perfect memory and clarity...but then she did not have Parkinsons....  This is the second year now that Mom will not be able to come for Christmas..she is too feeble and tired. It is sad. Sometimes it is just hard to wrap my mind around it all.  Here she is in better times....
 Today's good times....last night was fun at my house...peaceful 

 A Merry Christmas sign still here with the good time memories...


4 comments:

Bridget said...

Your fire looks so cozy. As for your mom: Have you thought about making her a "Guest Journal?" All or her guests sign in so she can see that she really does have visitors!

Exuberant Color said...

I feel your pain because I'm in a similar situation. They just don't have any concept of time any more. We could be there twice a day and still be told we haven't been there.

Dora, the Quilter said...

I'm wondering if you could take a digital photo each time you visit, making sure the date on your camera is turned on. You could print it out and take it to her on the next visit, take another, etc.
Of course, that would work only if she recognizes the whole date/calendar thing.
I hope you have a wonderful, peaceful, joyous Christmas this year!

Diane said...

Cherish the connections you do make and don't worry about the rest. My dad doesn't make a lick of sense when I talk to him on the phone, but if he responds to my "I love you Dad" with "I love you too" I feel we've made a valuable connection.