When I look at my mom, I see a beautiful woman. A beautiful woman trapped in a state of confusion as a result to Alzheimer’s. Today has been especially hard as her caregiver because she’s trying to tell me something but her communication skills are child-like. She’s restless and wandering around aimlessly and gets frustrated at me when I ask her to sit with me to watch one of her favorite TV shows. I so badly wish I could read her mind and make things all better for her.
I’ve learned through the past year that even though she at difficulty communicating her wants and needs, she still can feel her emotions. She enjoys it when I hold her hand. She loves it when I hug her and squeeze her tight. She gets a big smile on her face when I tell her that I love her. These are the times that I cherish…I just wish I could read her mind!
I love you Momma!