This Mother's Day was hard for me. Mum's birthday was the day after Mother's Day, so I'd planned on taking mum out for lunch. BUT we didn't go. Come the morning it was very wet and windy, and mum was walking even slower than usual as her arthritis was playing up. She was also even more out of it than usual. She kept talking about 'the other people', and 'those down the end' Also she didn't seem to know who I was. I was some nice lady who had come in to do the dinner. For a while now dad says she seems to think he is someone else, yet she readily gets into bed at night with him. She sleeps more in the day now. It's strange but she doesn't look like my mum when she falls alseep during the day. She slumps in the chair, with her head lolled forward. When she wakes up she's even more confused. I don't think they'll be many more chances to go out, so I want to make the most of them. We used to love going out together. Now I take her, but it's like she's not there. I feel like the roles have been reversed and I'm now the mum. I'm trying to show her the love she showed me, but sometimes it's just so hard. Still, tomorrow is another day.