These three separate short posts were all just slightly more than a month apart in late April and May, 2015. This time was among the hardest time for me in helping Mom, and at her weakest, as well. I was coming apart, Mom was having trouble standing on her own more so than now or before then. The return of the sun gave me enough to hope. Then, more new support systems were available. I was able to both do things with Mom in the now that we both enjoyed– though this was still very timid. But I could look to the future while also being in the present. I needed to pep myself often, and sometimes publicly.
April 22, 2015
Mom is still teaching me more things than she ever has, just in an entirely different way. I’m lucky to have her to learn from.
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May 18, 2015
One thing I am eternally glad for is that in almost any conversation with a health worker I am told that I am doing a good job looking after mom, and even if they are strangers it’s damn nice to hear. Mom says it all the time, but moms are supposed to do that.
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May 25, 2015
Well, by this time next week things will be a lot easier for both mom and I, as we have been able to achieve additional help from various forms of respite services. This means mom stays home and we are both happier and healthier in doing so. Call it breathing space.