MORE FAMILY THAN I KNEW
I never thought that having a loved one in an assisted living home would give me more people to love and care about.
Being regular visitors to my mother-in-law has opened up all sorts of dynamics. Faces that light up when we walk in the door (they all sit by the outside door like birds on a wire). Spending time to chat with the activities director when my mom isn’t home—because sometimes she needs
decent conversation as much as the elder ones do! Worrying about Diana, who is a sweet but
sometimes very sad Downs’ Syndrome girl. Stopping to assist in a game of Rummi-cubes when everyone has gotten stuck. Putting on a Valentine’s party for them all.
decent conversation as much as the elder ones do! Worrying about Diana, who is a sweet but
sometimes very sad Downs’ Syndrome girl. Stopping to assist in a game of Rummi-cubes when everyone has gotten stuck. Putting on a Valentine’s party for them all.
I had to miss the luncheon where family members were invited, but I felt so guilty. My mom would have lots of family present, but what about Pauline? Marian? Neva? Would there be anyone to sit and chat with them?
Interesting quotes:
“Humph! They sit in those chairs by the door so much you’d think they should charge them extra!” ~~ my mother-in-law (who takes a shortcut after meals so she doesn’t have to pass by them).
“Heel and toe, away we go!’ ~~ Bert’s comment as we run the gauntlet of elders to exit the building.
“My name is spelled M-A-R-I-AN with an A. My mother always told me that Marion with an O is a boy’s name.”
“Do you live here?” ~~ a comment often heard from Alice.
“She says the same thing over and over. I hope I’m not like that…it’s kind of hard to tell…” ~~
Mom-in-law
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Your comment on my site was hilarious! I also love the last comment that your quoted which your mom said.
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