Just got back from the garden party I mentioned in my earlier post (thanks for replies). It was lovely: everyone outdoors (including Mum) in the beautiful garden (with lots of sunshades and hats), brass band, barbecue, raffle, etc. Bright, fun, jolly...
Now I actually feel lucky to have been part of the day - I spoke to lots of people (residents, family and staff) who knew me (no-one mentioned siblings: what a surprise) and met some new to me: I sat in the sunshine with Mum (who was concerned that today she didn't know where she was), holding her hand, eating cake and, for me, feeling she was in the best place possible. I left her in the dining room just about to have a nice tea. I kissed her and said I'd see her tomorrow (tears coming ...)
I thought about ringing siblings when I got back to tell them about the day but have decided not to: it's up to them to ask about it if they want to (I won't hold my breath on that one).
I now feel they are missing a huge part of this (end) part of Mum's life. Their loss, in so many ways.
It's not an easy ride on a daily basis (), but today taught me an important lesson, that is, find the best of what is now, enjoy it as best you can, remember it and ... if you do the best possible (however feeble that may seem), do it and find whatever good in it you can. I'm not going to get screwed up about the others (I hope): Mum is more important to me than their behaviour: time will reveal all. Let them get on with it. I'll just do what I think is right for me.
Here endeth the lesson!
Now I actually feel lucky to have been part of the day - I spoke to lots of people (residents, family and staff) who knew me (no-one mentioned siblings: what a surprise) and met some new to me: I sat in the sunshine with Mum (who was concerned that today she didn't know where she was), holding her hand, eating cake and, for me, feeling she was in the best place possible. I left her in the dining room just about to have a nice tea. I kissed her and said I'd see her tomorrow (tears coming ...)
I thought about ringing siblings when I got back to tell them about the day but have decided not to: it's up to them to ask about it if they want to (I won't hold my breath on that one).
I now feel they are missing a huge part of this (end) part of Mum's life. Their loss, in so many ways.
It's not an easy ride on a daily basis (), but today taught me an important lesson, that is, find the best of what is now, enjoy it as best you can, remember it and ... if you do the best possible (however feeble that may seem), do it and find whatever good in it you can. I'm not going to get screwed up about the others (I hope): Mum is more important to me than their behaviour: time will reveal all. Let them get on with it. I'll just do what I think is right for me.
Here endeth the lesson!