Good Evening ..........
Well it half past eight at night and my wee mum is tucked up in bed sleeping,I sit in her room to make sure she is comfy and settled ,.The last weeks as have the last four years been a struggle for my mum, dementia has taken its toll on her ,my wee mum is just so weak and frail just now that it hurts to the core my soul ,Tonight after I tidy up and go to bed myself feeling sad and mostly helpless I always hope for two things ,firstly that tomorrow will be better than today and secondly that my mum will remember my dad the man she loved ,the first rarely happens but when it does it makes my heart smile ,the second never will .in order to care for my mum I have to accept her memory and understanding of me is most but gone ,Its not remembering her wee hubby Tam that hurts the most and I can never get over that.
Tommy
thats a shame keep doing what you can x
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