I am a mother, a writer, a Realtor and caregiver to my mom with dementia.
Which of these best describes you?
I am a caregiver -
If your loved one was experiencing signs of dementia, would you keep it a secret?
Who are you here for?
The thing I miss most is...
- Ah, the emotional sandpaper. I miss not loving my mom more . I want to roll back the clock when she is 30 and I am 7 and we start all over.
I first began to worry when...
- She started repeating stories and got involved with sweepstakes phone solicitors out of loneliness and feeling discarded by life.
The hardest part of my today was...
- seeing her shuffle around anxiously, hollowed out and emotionally broken.
The best part of my day today was...
- She noticed the pear tree was in bloom. Although those glimpses of her love of life are also exceedingly painful slivers of yesteryears.
I didn't consider myself a caregiver until I had to...
- It was abrupt, I moved her next door and my life changed completely.
I have found the most support from...
- From the people who help me with her, her caregivers, and random people who share their stories.
I have felt most abandoned by...
- my sense of immortality. I cannot escape seeing myself in her. We share DNA, mannerisms, body type. I see my future everyday and my youth has abandoned me prematurely!
The thing that would surprise most people about my day is...
- Cleaning toilets and washing her body are not as horrible as I thought, but still emotional and turbulent as I see a human body age.
The funniest thing that has happened was...
- not too much is funny. Although she has moments of insight, when she'll say when asked how is her day: "The only thing wrong with the day is me, I can't seem to get it together". And she laughs.
The gift of being a caregiver is...
- Reality. We are all aging. We are all going to die. Make your life what you want it now.