Just the other night, mum looked odd and spoke to me in such sweet tones. I then realised she had forgotten who I was. Indeed she had no idea where she was and who I am! I then started with the other queries pertaining to her husband, son, grandson etc. She could only remember my name and my son's.
Then the phone rang it was my aunty, mum asked who it was and I told her. Not only did she remember the name of that aunty she remembered the nick name given and was considered an enemy,
The trouble-maker in my mother's marriage.
I was astonished that the last person she would forget is her enemy.
There must be so much hatred and anger in her life.. more than LOVE!
Is that how we will turn out if we could not find it in our heart to forgive? The one who is suffering is the one who held the grudge. Cos all my mum could remember was the trouble-maker?
Hi Swift. I look forward to following your blog. It is a journey that is often lonely, and one that has a lot of twists and turns, as the dementia takes away the person we love. You're going to need to connect and get others' support to make this journey a little easier.
ReplyDeletePlease keep blogging, and reach out to other bloggers as well. I'm not sure what country you are from, but be sure to search out what other practical supports might be available to you. I listed your blog on my blog page, so that others might find you. Take care.