It was a day, for sure…

It was a day…a kind of drippy, dreary day.  I kept thinking of Mom, walking in the rain and the wind and the thunder on Sunday, all alone and confused, until someone found her.  She needs to be someplace safe…

Mom is settled into Sunrise Creek’s memory unit and at least I feel that I will sleep, knowing that she will be safe.  She was so much like herself, today, laughing and enjoying the company of the people at Cross Roads.  She was her normal public persona when she interrupted the BiNGO game to tell everyone good-bye and how much she’d be missing them.  She even choked up while doing it and so did a few of the other residents. She made up a story about not being able to afford to stay there anymore, and in some ways I guess she is right.  I can’t afford the consequences if something happens to her, there.  It was very sad.

Sunrise Creek seems to be a good and safe place.  But, with the recent experience that we’ve had, I have to admit that I’m a little like a Momma Bear watching over her cubs.  They were kind and seemed on top of things and we’ll see how Mom looks tomorrow.  She was unsure, right up until I walked out the door, that she was actually staying there and then she kind of shuttered a breath of panic as I left.  She made me promise many times that she’d be seeing me tomorrow and that I wasn’t just leaving her there forever.

Oh dear God, I didn’t want to leave her and I ache now, as I write this to you.   I wanted to ask my mother what to do at this juncture of my life…of HER life.  But, these are decisions that she cannot make.  I pray that she’ll find herself…find some peace of mind at Sunrise Creek and that she’ll be headed home, once again, to be part of our day to day lives, again.  We miss her.

We love you, Mom…