I got a card in the mail today from my mom. It brought tears to my eyes and joy to my heart. She has dementia and after Dad’s passing in April, we moved her to an assisted living facility this summer. She was so confused when we moved her that she didn’t understand her new place was even an apartment.
I went back to see her in October and she had a wreath on the door she had made and a pumpkin on her TV she had painted. She had friends she walked with each day. She was doing well.
When this card arrived, I could tell she had made it at craft class. I haven’t gotten a letter from Mom in over two years. She wrote a brief note telling me about making the card and that she missed seeing me.This card is proudly displayed on my refrigerator. Every time I see it, I’m reminded that she’s doing OK.
Mom used to hang my art work on her refrigerator. I’m privileged and honored to be here to care for her as she ages. That’s what family is all about – loving and caring for each other.