My mother can be a fun and funny person, who likes to laugh and make crafty things and read stories and do puzzles. Sometimes, though, she gets a bit blue … her lost memory loss, her arthritic knee, her absent friends, and so on. I understand that she is dealing with a lot of loss, but it is frustrating when she cannot shift her mindset. Her doctor tried to convince her that she could look at this as a time to relax and to be thankful for what she has. I’ve also tried to convince her of that, as have others. But to no avail – I live in hope that she gets distracted by something entertaining that takes her mind off her problems. Continue reading
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finding the inspirational
Mom and I watched part of the March for Our Lives on television and were impressed with the many articulate and passionate speakers – all teenagers plus a couple of 11-12 year olds. It was terrific to see them stand up for what they believe in and rally people to their cause. We often see images of teenagers as self-absorbed or apathetic or superficial – this was an inspirational counter-image. Continue reading
finding the cute and cuddly
My mother and I are not really into football and only tune in occasionally. Although we didn’t watch the Super Bowl, we did watch the Puppy Bowl and the Kitten Bowl – boatloads of cuteness. Continue reading
finding an educational message
Television is at its best, in my opinion, when it opens a window on something new or shines a spotlight on something artistic or presents great storytelling. For my mother, television is a primary source of information. She no longer reads newspapers and rarely reads magazines. TV is her source for national and local news; she doesn’t follow the ins and outs of pop culture. However, she does like history and science. Continue reading
finding the funny everyday
It’s been a while since I posted about life with Mom, who is 89 years old. She is living with me now after years of living independently. Before she moved here, she had a group of friends with whom she would go shopping or work on craft projects. They would chat and laugh and enjoy each other’s company. They still do chat and laugh, but much less frequently and at a distance of 400+ miles. People don’t call as often as they used to and who writes letters anymore? Mom’s movement is more limited – it’s physically hard for her to get around and she is afraid to go out and do things because she’s in a new city. Sometimes she can’t remember where she’s going or how to get home. I think she’s afraid that if she goes out, she will be lost forever. Her world is shrinking. Continue reading