08.26.09
“Mama…..Mama”
Things have changed pretty drastically in the last few weeks. My Mom calls out for HER Mama, a lot….she doesn’t realize that she’s doing it. “Mama….Mama”….I’ll say something about it, and she looks so surprised that I heard her. My Mama’s Mama died when my Mom was 12….she’s now 94. Wow. I guess we never stop needing our Mama’s. I wish MY Mama, My old Mama, the strong and amazing, fix anything, take on any problem Molly Berke…I wish SHE was around to help me care for this frail, terrified, demented old woman who has taken up residence in my Mama’s body.
We’ve begun the search for a memory care facility. I so wanted her to last at assisted living until Abe’s Garden was built. It’s not going to happen. It’s really very unfair to have her living there. It’s like leaving a 5 year old in an apartment by themselves.
“Good luck honey! Hope you make it!” She is a total mess unless she’s with somebody…and she’s alone a lot over there.
So…here we go. Next phase. God help me choose the right place…and help me get some songs cut so I can keep her IN the right place!
Life is not easy. Makes me want to call out for help….”Mama….Mama”