Well, we have finally sold Mum and Dads house, and I feel as though another chapter in my life has closed. It has made me feel a bit low over the past few months, which is why I haven’t posted much, but life goes on as they say.
Every time I go into see Mum, she still talks about going home, but she’s thinking back to a house she lived in when she was very young, but it’s still hard, knowing that she’ll never go ‘home’
She doesn’t always recognize me now – although she smiles when I go in the room, I can see in her eyes that she doesn’t know who I am, but after I’ve sat and chatted for a while, she seems to realize that I’m someone close and calls me by my name. When I was in yesterday, I just popped into the bathroom (which is in her room) to wash a cup, and I could tell when I came out, that she had forgotten who I was!!
Yet when I leave, she stands at her window ready to wave, and it takes me a few minutes, to walk down the stairs (sorry – I’m lying there ) to go down in the lift, walk to the car park and drive around to the front of the building – yet she’s still there looking out for me. Admittedly, I have to wave like a mad woman to attract her attention, but she still waves back. It’s just odd how she remembers some things.
So another chapter starts – not sure if I want it to be a long one or short one.
Libs
Every time I go into see Mum, she still talks about going home, but she’s thinking back to a house she lived in when she was very young, but it’s still hard, knowing that she’ll never go ‘home’
She doesn’t always recognize me now – although she smiles when I go in the room, I can see in her eyes that she doesn’t know who I am, but after I’ve sat and chatted for a while, she seems to realize that I’m someone close and calls me by my name. When I was in yesterday, I just popped into the bathroom (which is in her room) to wash a cup, and I could tell when I came out, that she had forgotten who I was!!
Yet when I leave, she stands at her window ready to wave, and it takes me a few minutes, to walk down the stairs (sorry – I’m lying there ) to go down in the lift, walk to the car park and drive around to the front of the building – yet she’s still there looking out for me. Admittedly, I have to wave like a mad woman to attract her attention, but she still waves back. It’s just odd how she remembers some things.
So another chapter starts – not sure if I want it to be a long one or short one.
Libs