I met up with a friend whom I had not seen in some months. Her mom is in long term care and has been for about 4 years. She talked about being there for her and doing a lot for her to ensure that she is well taken care of. It takes a lot of time and energy to be there for a parent. I know all about that.
She mentioned two “P” words that resonated with me - praying and powder.
As I moved my mom into the nursing home in March of 2005 I had many mixed emotions and it was difficult. I realize now that it was not so much seeing my mom in this situation but realizing that her life was ending.
As I walked into the home that day I met some pastoral care volunteers. They were encouraging. The Anglican priest came to see my mom and to pray with her and that mattered a lot.
I had brought from the retirement home my mom's personal effects that she was reduced to at that time of her life. She enjoyed using a nice bath powder - it was probably Yardley's Lavender or Lily of the Valley. I was told to get rid of the baby powder because it would get on the floor and make them too slippery. I took home the container and I used it myself.
This makes sense to me now but it was difficult for me to see my mom have to give up this simple pleasure of using bath powder.
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On the Weight Watchers Nifty Fifties Board that I hang out on there are many folks having issues with elderly parents and having to be there in different ways for them.
I see my real life friends going through similar situations.
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I am missing my mom and remembering her again often as it comes up to the three year anniversary of her death.
I remember her fondly as I enjoy her things and especially her handicrafts in my house. I am enjoying seeing what Kathi has in her house in Vancouver.
Friday, October 9, 2009
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