There's a whole lot of her missing.

LicketyGlitz

There's a whole lot of her missing with ghoulish anniversaries haunting my days.

 

 https://www.stumpedtowndementia.com/post/there-s-a-whole-lot-of-her-missing

M1

Hard to believe it's been a year Lickety....

LicketyGlitz

Yeah, it just seems like it flew by and yet so, so far in the past.

I had a reader leave a blog comment that I thought an excellent metaphor for where I'm at:

"I think of it like sorting laundry. Only instead of whites, colors and delicates, you throw them into stacks of "cherish," "discard," and "never tread near again." (At least that's my dimestore psych explanation.)"

 I guess I'm just figuring out now I've got some never tread agains in my memories. Good to hear from you, M1.

M1

You too, I'm glad to see you posting again.

BassetHoundAnn

Nothing can express my anguish in feeling what you've been through. It's hard, so very hard and it never gets any better. Remember that your amazing writing and equally amazing insights are one of the only things helping some of us get through the ordeal of this disease with our own mothers. Hugs to you. And much peace and love.

LicketyGlitz

Thanks, Basset. I went to visit Mom and Dad's grave yesterday, and chatted them up a little bit, that cheered me, and as I got caught graveside during a sudden hail storm, if they were watching I'm sure they laughed as I scrambled back to the car. And at night I've been reading the blog - starting from the very first post, working my way through all the entries in order - I was afraid that might make me more morose but it's been rather healing as memories of some pretty hilarious dementia household antics are in just about every post!

I hope you too are finding some strategies for reliving good parts of the journey, if there were good parts for you and your mom. I'm reaquainting myself with some of ours and it makes the bad parts that have been weighing me down as of late a little less heavy.

GothicGremlin

I can't believe it's already been a year.  Time has been kind of strange for the last couple of years though with lockdowns and all.

Count me as one who has learned a lot from you about the care giving process, and also what to expect - the expected, the unexpected, all in unexpected ways.

My sister Peggy is now in memory care (she loves it, if you can believe that), and is doing well for someone in later stage 6.

I'm glad you're feeling a bit lighter.