My mom is now in an assisted living center. I took this picture of her today. She is healthy physically but having great difficulty mentally with the dementia. It’s hard for me to see her suffer. But I know it’s much harder for her. I hope they can figure out medications to help her feel peaceful.
My sister flew in this week and is helping me with my mom and all the errands we need to take care of. I’m grateful for my sister’s presence.
I try to take good care of myself. But sometimes there’s so much to do and I don’t eat enough and switch on to adrenaline. When I get home in the evening I have to take a long nap.
Going through this situation makes me notice others and wonder what they are going through. What’s overwhelming in their life? What hurts? What makes them feel joy? What are they thinking about?
I’ve always found it curious that we have private lives. It seems like life would be easier if we shared what we’re going through and experiencing. The good and the bad. I think that we would see we have a lot in common. There’s strength that comes from feeling a common bond.