On November 13, 2010 I gladly became the primary caregiver of my mother. She has Lewy Body Dementia, the second most common memory loss condition after Alzhiemers. I knew nothing about Lewy Body Dementia until I brought Mom to Indiana to live with me. My mother is a resident at the Waters of Covington, a rehabilitation center near our home. I would like to have her live with us but her care is more then one person can provide. The staff at the Waters fell in love with Mom immediately. She may be losing her memory and her ability to care for herself but she hasn't lost her sense of humor or her gentle grace. This blog is meant to be a journal of our days together.



On May 15, 2011 My Mother peacefully and fearlessly passed into the here after. Now I journey alone, yet not alone. I have a lifetime of memories.




Thursday, August 9, 2012

Mom's Last Trip

Later this afternoon we pick up the rental car we will be driving this weekend to Minnesota. A trip to WalMart for medications (for me) and some necessities, dinner out (birthday dinner for Myron), then an early start in the morning is the plan. Our trip will be 10 1/2 hours long. We have a nice hotel room reserved.

I sent invitations to my brothers and sister. My sister called. She will not come to the cemetery. I had no idea there was so much bitterness connected with my Stepfather's memory. I am sad. I just cant' understand why they can't put their own feelings aside for 20 minutes. Besides, It's not our stepfather's burial. He has been gone for 48 years. What could he have done that couldn't be forgiven by now. Mom and Dad were only married for 13 months before he died. He didn't have enough time with us to do much of anything that terrible. AND she LOVED him.This is the last loving thing we can do for Mom and I will be saying goodbye alone. Well, I can't make them come to honor her. So the weekend is about how I want to say goodbye.

There is a nice forest preserve near our hotel. I am taking my paints and after I go to the cemetery I want to spend sometime painting out in the woods. I also want to make a drawing at the cemetery. So the weekend will be quiet, solitary, and creative. I am hoping that Myron won't be too bored.
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