tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546626959391412613.post1447109239096142870..comments2024-03-28T12:12:29.813-07:00Comments on The Burrow: Ashleigh Burroughshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05790757220725900941noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546626959391412613.post-27885727608280320412013-08-10T18:30:18.260-07:002013-08-10T18:30:18.260-07:00Oh a/b, when I was caring for my mother in Indiana...Oh a/b, when I was caring for my mother in Indiana as she was transitioning between states of being and realities that only she experienced, I somehow found a place of peace where I could just "be" as she and I were "being" in the same space. While not happy, she was content. I somehow learned to accept that as enough. I have known others who slipped away into worlds of anger, frustration, and confusion. We have to make do with the goodness and kindness we can still experience. It is not easy. It is. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00608775428899775165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546626959391412613.post-63327947162362500182013-08-09T13:04:27.340-07:002013-08-09T13:04:27.340-07:00Oh, yes, she would want that, tho she'd never ...Oh, yes, she would want that, tho she'd never say that. She raised me to be kind to myself first. <br />Thanks for reminding me <3<br />a/bAshleigh Burroughshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05790757220725900941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546626959391412613.post-53565260912164154702013-08-09T13:02:32.204-07:002013-08-09T13:02:32.204-07:00Feelin' the love, Megan <3
Enjoy your vacat...Feelin' the love, Megan <3<br />Enjoy your vacation,<br />a/bAshleigh Burroughshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05790757220725900941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546626959391412613.post-43469400792580596862013-08-09T10:19:41.481-07:002013-08-09T10:19:41.481-07:00The Buddhists remind us that all we have is "...The Buddhists remind us that all we have is "present moment". I'm glad for you, and her, that your momma has the grace to be happy and know she is safe and supported. But oh, how difficult, when the grown-up that we depended on for wisdom becomes like a dependent child. My father-in-law, that grouchy non social Bronx curmudgeon AK, actually danced with caregivers and liked to be tickled in his latter stages of dementia. We couldn't imagine it was really him, acting in that charming and amusing way. He had no memories to share anymore but he seemed to be having a great time in the moment. Hang in there, when you look back on this time in years to come, you will be glad that you shared this time with her and were a gracious, loving daughter who visited when you could. Be kind to yourself. She would want that, wouldn't she? Best, BertaBerta Bnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546626959391412613.post-83909138726734373542013-08-09T06:22:36.387-07:002013-08-09T06:22:36.387-07:00I truly think even though she doesn't remember...I truly think even though she doesn't remember, she still feels love. She knows you are there for her. That should comfort you some--even if it's just for the time you are there and then she doesn't remember. At that moment in time, she has felt love. I wouldn't focus on the amount of time you are there, but how you make her feel when you are. Even if our memory has gone, we still have the capacity to feel love and caring. You are providing that for her. Live in the moment. That's how she lives now. <br /><br />Sending big hugs your way!<br /><br />We are off to the Outer Banks (OBX) tomorrow. <br /><br /><br />Megan xxxMShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02622415628314992252noreply@blogger.com