Small acts of kindness do lead to a better, brighter humankind. Thanks, Sara, for being both human and kind.
And, now, I have to challenge myself to live by those words I just typed. That way you, Sara, are a hero twice. For doing what's kind and right, and also for inspiring others.
I had been taking care of my mom who had a rare form of a rare disease and, dementia came on top of it. She passed this year & there's been a lot of memories we've had to sift through.
12 years of new issues cropping up, with brief moments of somewhat self aware where she'd start bawling with tears and then be laughing like she heard the funniest joke ever.
Mirrors were a no-no because she didn't know it was her, infact her reflection was apparently setting her off. She hated the person that she kept seeing.
She lost her ability to speak, or understand. Went from making clay figures that people loved to buy & decorate with, to unable to tie her shoes.
Early on we could take her out & enjoy a nice day or maybe a restaurant. But the mirror thing cropped up.
We had moments like this, where we could see that person we knew or at least happiness. I 100% get what they were talking about.
My friends that came over, some of them treated her with respect (rather than avoiding her), would 'talk' to her, laugh with her. Really gave her time and I'm forever grateful for that.
Jakesummers1 on August 24th, 2021 at 06:47 UTC »
Tears swelling.
Politics?
Crom_3 on August 24th, 2021 at 06:49 UTC »
Small acts of kindness do lead to a better, brighter humankind. Thanks, Sara, for being both human and kind.
And, now, I have to challenge myself to live by those words I just typed. That way you, Sara, are a hero twice. For doing what's kind and right, and also for inspiring others.
Snotnarok on August 24th, 2021 at 09:35 UTC »
God this was crippling to read.
I had been taking care of my mom who had a rare form of a rare disease and, dementia came on top of it. She passed this year & there's been a lot of memories we've had to sift through.
12 years of new issues cropping up, with brief moments of somewhat self aware where she'd start bawling with tears and then be laughing like she heard the funniest joke ever.
Mirrors were a no-no because she didn't know it was her, infact her reflection was apparently setting her off. She hated the person that she kept seeing.
She lost her ability to speak, or understand. Went from making clay figures that people loved to buy & decorate with, to unable to tie her shoes.
Early on we could take her out & enjoy a nice day or maybe a restaurant. But the mirror thing cropped up.
We had moments like this, where we could see that person we knew or at least happiness. I 100% get what they were talking about.
My friends that came over, some of them treated her with respect (rather than avoiding her), would 'talk' to her, laugh with her. Really gave her time and I'm forever grateful for that.