About This Blog

My mom and I have a special relationship. Aside from a brief rebellious phase in my “tween” years and a regrettable portion of my early twenties, we have always been close. Mom has always been the first person I call to share good news, the one I turn to when I need a shoulder to cry on or some encouragement to keep me going. We can talk about anything — well, OK, anything except sex.

Mom is 84 now and her memory is failing. It’s been gradually declining for years, but things have come to a head in the last few months. Though we don’t have an official diagnosis yet, she is exhibiting some clear symptoms of dementia. During a recent hospital stay, she had periods of such mental confusion that she couldn’t answer simple questions like “What’s the date today?” or “Do you have any children?”

When I heard that she had answered no, she does not have any children, a little piece of my heart broke. I realized that this is the beginning of losing my mom, my lifelong friend. She’s going to slip away from me bit by bit, and there may come a day when she doesn’t even know me. She’s already forgotten much of our shared history.

I want to capture my mom’s stories and my memories of the person she’s always been before old age, dementia and eventually death steal that person from me. I want to chronicle this journey we’re beginning, side by side, into the final stage of her life. I want to hold onto every precious little moment we have together and preserve them to remember always.

Hence, The Little Moments.

 

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6 thoughts on “About This Blog

  1. Reading this made me tear up. I can imagine what you’re going through, and how devastating it is to watch a loved one succumb to dementia. I’m glad you’re writing this blog.

  2. I too am dealing with my mum’s dementia and all it means. She s in a secure care dementia hostel here in Australia and dad is going to need to go into an unsecured hostel here as he has dementia too. Not sure if his massive stroke caused it or it came first.

    I am late fifties with two siblings who do not have anything to do with mum and dad. So it’s all down to me.

    • It’s hard, isn’t it? I really feel for you having both parents to care for at once. My dad was having some cognitive impairment toward the end of his life but he passed before it got to the point that he couldn’t take care of himself.

      Thank you for commenting. Sometimes it helps just to know we’re not alone in this.

  3. You are very wise. The little moments in life are what matter most. I lost my mother very suddenly (several years ago) and this taught me to treasure the little moments with my dad. Thank you for sharing your story.

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