Tag Archives: confusion

Healing

Posted on February 3, 2020 by daughter3

For so many reasons, I haven’t written this blog in a long time. For one thing, I’m writing a book about my mom and me, and when I have time to write, I write that. For another thing, as my … Continue reading →

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Boxing Day

Posted on January 1, 2018 by daughter3

I walk down the hallway toward my mom, who is leaning against her walker with her friends surrounding her. They notice me and wave as I approach. She sees me, but she doesn’t wave, and when I come up alongside … Continue reading →

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Being There

Posted on September 14, 2016 by daughter3

“Is my butt bigger than that girl’s butt?” my mom asked, pointing at a passing woman. We were in the Hebrew Home sculpture garden, celebrating Grandparents Day with a couple hundred residents and guests. I almost knocked us both over … Continue reading →

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Sculpture Garden

Posted on June 29, 2016 by daughter3

I don’t always know what to do with a beautiful June day, when the sky is deep blue, the air is fresh, and the sun is shining. But when I’m at Hebrew Home, the best way to spend it is in … Continue reading →

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Three Husbands

Posted on February 25, 2016 by daughter3

Mom is sitting at her table across from Donald, and they’re smiling at each other. When she sees me, she beams. “Hi Donald,” I say, as I lean over to kiss my mom. “Is that his name?” she asks. “I’m … Continue reading →

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Birthday Card

Posted on November 3, 2015 by daughter3

“I have the best mother in the whole world,” read my mom. She was reading the card I had given her for her birthday. She didn’t know it was her birthday — not the first time I told her, or the … Continue reading →

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Music

Posted on April 22, 2015 by daughter3

My mom is sad. I arrive to find her lying on her bed, weeping. “I just want to die,” she says between sobs. “What is happening to me?” Kenneth is almost completely nonfunctional. He’s no real companion for her anymore. … Continue reading →

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For Mom, what once was

Posted on April 2, 2015 by daughter3

As my mom moves ahead with Alzheimer’s, I find myself missing some of the earlier stages, when she still had some sense of who she was and some memory of her past life. Many of those days were incredibly painful, … Continue reading →

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The Bottom Line

Posted on May 6, 2014 by daughter3

My mom and Kenneth are already at the dinner table when I arrive for a visit at 4 PM on a Saturday. They’re not saying much, just waiting for their food, which will be served at 5 if they’re lucky, … Continue reading →

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Interconnectedness

Posted on March 17, 2014 by daughter3

“Let me ask you a question,” my mom’s boyfriend, “Kenneth,” says. “Does that tell you that is nearly basically one of the few things… that is the place to go? Because I can get the jumps on this thing. Is … Continue reading →

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