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I am so reluctant to post anything new these days. I always feel like I'm whining and complaining, and I can't stand whiners. I feel like I'm such a downer all the time, even though you are all so amazingly wonderful with your words of comfort, friendship and support. I don't want to be a downer. I want to make people laugh, and smile, and feel happier and lighter than before they came here, but ...... I can't seem to do that right now.
In all of my imaginings of what this time in my Mother's life might bring, I never imagined this. I can honestly say that in all of the scenarios I played out in my mind, this wasn't one of them. The last truly coherent conversation I had with my Mother was on March 16th -- my birthday. That was the same day she entered the hospital and began this unimaginable journey. It was the same day that the medications began ..... all of the medications which, cumulatively, have left her confused and delusional. It was the same day that in life's cruel irony, she wrote "I love our visits" on the outside of my birthday card. It is the most profound sense of helplessness I have ever felt, watching her being drawn deeper and deeper into that dreaded abyss, while all I can do is stand on the shoreline and sob. My heart is torn from my chest each and every time I see her. The range of emotions my sisters and I experience on a daily basis are without description.
I am the youngest of the 3 of us. The baby of the family. And all I want is to have my Mama back.
Thoughts from others
Posted by: Carrie | April 15, 2004 1:10 PM
Posted by: Kirsi | April 15, 2004 1:48 PM
Cas
Posted by: cassie-b | April 15, 2004 2:15 PM
Posted by: madpeot | April 15, 2004 5:03 PM
Along with the others, I am so sorry that you and your sisters are having to face such a horrible time with your beloved mother. Hang on to that envelope your birthday card came in -- it's awfully special.
xo
Posted by: Leslie | April 15, 2004 5:47 PM
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Posted by: Michelle | April 16, 2004 3:36 AM
With each visit it became almost unbearable, like I was visiting another person, someone I didn't know, someone who had crawled inside my daddy's body & was lying there weak, incoherent and unable to speak most times. But as each new day arrived, I was glad that it was one more day I could spend with my daddy, one more time I could tell him I loved him. Somehow even though he was lying there lifeless, in so much pain, I could tell he knew that I was always there from the glow in his eyes.
My dear friend Leigh... I wish I could take your pain away, your family suffers along with Mom. Listen with your heart more than with the mind, look closely into your mommas eyes and without saying one audible word, I'm quite certain she'll know just how much you love her, how much you care and how much you wish you could take all her pain away.
There are always tears in the heart, that never reach the eyes.
Know that I'm keeping Momma, you and your family in my thoughts and prayers. ((hugs)) Love you Leigh
Posted by: CJ | April 16, 2004 2:01 PM
Please know that whenever you're sad or confused I am always here. I wouldn't call it whining, my friend...I'd call it confiding. (((caring hugs)))
Posted by: Debbie | April 17, 2004 12:15 AM
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Posted by: Rachel in Alaska | April 18, 2004 4:59 PM