So the past couple of weeks have delivered some change in Moms ability to have volume in her voice; we are down to a whisper. I have had her reading books aloud, but lately most activities just exhaust her. It wasn’t so long ago, that we would sit and play 6-7 rounds of rummy, and she would kick my butt every time; now, she shows no interest in attempting.
The afternoon nap has replaced the game of cards. The new normal is laying down around 2 pm for an afternoon siesta (that’s what I tell her) ...”Momma, you’re looking like you need an afternoon siesta” ... she smiles and whispers, “yes”.
Over the past couple of years, I have taken random video of her movement, and I’ve recently gone back to look at the progression .. it’s amazing what she was doing just six months ago, compared to now. I created an album in my phone titled “Moms Health”, and I have collected quite a library ... it’s been very useful in marking progression; 95% of the time, she never knew I was inconspicuously capturing the moment. Oh, I found one from almost two years ago, she was at speech therapy ... wow... her voice was so strong!
I miss her, and she’s right here with me.
I miss our conversations. I miss her wisdom sharing. I miss her laughter. I miss her. My heart just seems to lose pieces a little every day.
Chin-up Kim ... I say to myself... weathering the storm.
*Side bar:
(By the way, we are self quarantined in our home... no visitors allowed) I’ve made a few people mad ... and I’ve learned, when it comes to my mother, I don’t care what they think. #stupidity Don’t get me started.