I went to visit my Pama.  It was not a good day.  In my earlier post I mentioned how she has forgotten so many things.  But today was a little different. 
Occasionally I catch her on a day that her mind is stuck on Darlene (my mother).  She does not remember that her daughter has died.  It breaks me as I try to change the subject.  Sometimes I succeed and she doesn't mention it again.  Some days I have to break down and tell her that she died. 
Today though she kept asking to go see Darlene.  Over and over.  Or she asked if I had seen Darlene.  I tried hopelessly to change the subject but it always returned.  On her 93rd birthday I couldn't bare to tell her that her daughter was dead.
I left sooner than I would have liked but I could no longer take it.
On my way home I succumbed to such grief.  It was as if she died yesterday instead of almost two years ago.  I just sobbed.  A couple of times when Pama said, "After lunch let's go see Darlene" I felt as if I was in a time machine.  Or that time had stayed still and maybe she was still alive.  I would like to see her. 
I think I have some unresolved emotions around the death of my mother.  Some things I still need to reconcile.  It will happen or it won't.
But days like today are just so difficult and so sad.
Joyce
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I'm so sorry Joyce. Thinking of you and sending lots a big warm hugs.
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