Now I have time to be sad
I hope this is not inappropriate.
My very, very elderly LO is safe now and in a steady decline. The analogy I use is that mentally and physically it is like a train slowly pulling away. But I tell myself that she is well looked after and treated with respect and affection at her MC. She still seems to know me and is not scared or unhappy or in pain and I believe and hope (and tell her) that she knows she is loved. Even in just the last few years there has been an enormous change, like a blackboard being erased.
I miss the person she was and the relationship we had every day. I think about picking up the phone to tell her something she would have liked to hear. I hope when the time comes I will remember her as she was and not the horrible years of struggle, exhaustion and crisis to get her safe.
Having been through loss even with parents who are not PWD the fading away is not uncommon in the last years.
It is possible to be very grateful to be where we are (my LO is safe and well cared for) and sad at the same time. But when I get too sad, I look around and remind myself that we are very, very fortunate and it was a long struggle to get to this point, where we have the time to think about things and feel sad rather than terrified, and exhausted and all those other things you feel, as we were for years trying to get to this point.
I have to remind myself that after those years when my LO was not safe, was in denial and was agitated and scared because although she didn't often admit it, she knew she was losing her memory and her mind was not working the same way and we were all exhausted and terrified because there was nothing we could really do to change things, that this time is a tremendous gift even if now she is drifting away. But now that we are I a momentarily calm moment, I have time to be sad and miss her before she is even gone.