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Ok, I am starting to prepare to leave for my ceremony, tribe and family. I have decided not to camp for the night. 47 degrees is too cold for these old bones...
My intention for today is
1 To find a nice, affordable place to live with all my belongings intact
2. Decrease anxiety
3. Have a peaceful month
4. Assist me in relearning my mandolin chords and how to strum the different rhythms again.
5. Decrease MS relapse.
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You all have a great day cuz I know I am going to. Bright Wings

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Thank you for having great days on purpose! Yesterday was a ton of crying. Today I’m going to keep busy! Visiting poor old mom since yesterday. She in no way wants to move to this very expensive assisted living place. Ha! How cliche!

Sigh. So, Last night I did her toes, hands, shower, hair, vacuum, mopped (wet swifter) and 6 tubs of laundry. Now she’s my mother!

Yeah, I don’t have to, but I can’t deal when she’s dirty and a wreck. Plus she says she feels better. She
Oughta!

But I feel better too knowing that the pee on her bathroom rug has been washed!

For everything there is a season!

Have good days on purpose everyone!

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Thank you for having great days on purpose! Yesterday was a ton of crying. Today I’m going to keep busy! Visiting poor old mom since yesterday. She in no way wants to move to this very expensive assisted living place. Ha! How cliche!

Sigh. So, Last night I did her toes, hands, shower, hair, vacuum, mopped (wet swifter) and 6 tubs of laundry. Now she’s my mother!

Yeah, I don’t have to, but I can’t deal when she’s dirty and a wreck. Plus she says she feels better. She
Oughta!

But I feel better too knowing that the pee on her bathroom rug has been washed!

For everything there is a season!

Have good days on purpose everyone!

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@secretwhitepop- It's so difficult and heartbreaking to have to take care of the people who took care of us. Don't you think? Cleanliness is so important to help stave off infections too. When I took care of my mom, I had help, she was bathed everyday that she could get out of bed. She had Parkinson. Feeling good after doing all that for your mom must make you feel so good! Good for you.
Do you have other siblings that help you? Do you have a good relationship with your mom?
Why were you crying? My mom and I never really had a great relationship. But I never have been sorry that I helped take care of her.

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@secretwhitepop it takes a tremendous amount of physical mental and emotional energy to step into the role of caregiver for your parent. I cared for my MIL for a year until she passed away. Neither of her daughters would take her in and that was a sad situation. I believe I still haven't fully recovered from the experience. Now my own parents are aging and each time I visit I realize the inevitability of changes in the future. My mom hurt her knee last time I was there and taking care of her and my dad woke me up to the fact that I'm in no shape to be in that role, and I need to focus on building my physical strength back. I applaud you for all that you're doing for your mom. It is not easy. Have a good day today and allow those tears to flow. We are here for you!

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Hi there! Mostly I cry when I first see her because when she is sad it breaks my heart. Also, I haven’t been the happiest or strongest person this past year after my fathers passing. I think I’m still in denial. Frozen in time. And mom misses the love of her life too. So, it’s hard to stay upbeat. And I want her to be more cared for so that when I visit we can just goof around. And I won’t worry that there’s pee in her 🙂

Yes, I agree about hygiene. She is sporting a broken tooth! My brother is doing a great job in caring for her everyday, but we are all so so busy.

Get this, though, I am now at my mother in laws house and am at peace. I called mom to check in and she is listening to the Pope. All is well. I am at peace.

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Hi!
It is very difficult when we, the child, become the caregiver of our parents.
My father ran a one-man business.
Although it was small, he made what he needed and when my brother and I moved out, his business took off and he had way more than he ever hoped for.
My mother took care of everything that had to do with the house.
She paid the bills, not only household bills, but the day to day bills for my father's business.

My mother was my dad's love of his life, too!
When she died, he fell apart.
As far as I am concerned, he had a breakdown.
He let his business go to pot and lost it.
He would go over to the cemetary each and every day.
When my sister-in-law and I went to clean out my mom's things, we noticed that she tried to prepare my dad for her death.
Everything was organized and labeled, even the desk.

A friend convinced my dad to go down to Florida for a while to try to clear his head (that never happened).
It was really a great idea since he had lots of friends there and his brother and 3 sisters, as well as my mother's family.
Only people missing was me and my family and my brother and his family.

He never got over my mother and survivied her more than 20 years, which is ironic because he was always the sick one with heart issues and she was always the healthy one until cancer got her. She had lung cancer (non smoker) and it was my dad who smoked for years.

Bottom line, we all grieve differently. Some scream and shout, close themselves off, listen to sad songs, moves, gets things together and moves on, etc. The grieving process lasts as long as it needs to. My dad never stopped grieveing. As for me, I still think of her all the time, but now I think of the sweet times. I still grieve my dad, too, but not the one who never got over my mom, but the dad who used to take me to work with him.

Allow youself the time you need. Keep an eye on Mom, but let her grieve her way, too.

Wishing you peace and peace of mind!
Ronnie (GRANDMAr)

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Hi!
It is very difficult when we, the child, become the caregiver of our parents.
My father ran a one-man business.
Although it was small, he made what he needed and when my brother and I moved out, his business took off and he had way more than he ever hoped for.
My mother took care of everything that had to do with the house.
She paid the bills, not only household bills, but the day to day bills for my father's business.

My mother was my dad's love of his life, too!
When she died, he fell apart.
As far as I am concerned, he had a breakdown.
He let his business go to pot and lost it.
He would go over to the cemetary each and every day.
When my sister-in-law and I went to clean out my mom's things, we noticed that she tried to prepare my dad for her death.
Everything was organized and labeled, even the desk.

A friend convinced my dad to go down to Florida for a while to try to clear his head (that never happened).
It was really a great idea since he had lots of friends there and his brother and 3 sisters, as well as my mother's family.
Only people missing was me and my family and my brother and his family.

He never got over my mother and survivied her more than 20 years, which is ironic because he was always the sick one with heart issues and she was always the healthy one until cancer got her. She had lung cancer (non smoker) and it was my dad who smoked for years.

Bottom line, we all grieve differently. Some scream and shout, close themselves off, listen to sad songs, moves, gets things together and moves on, etc. The grieving process lasts as long as it needs to. My dad never stopped grieveing. As for me, I still think of her all the time, but now I think of the sweet times. I still grieve my dad, too, but not the one who never got over my mom, but the dad who used to take me to work with him.

Allow youself the time you need. Keep an eye on Mom, but let her grieve her way, too.

Wishing you peace and peace of mind!
Ronnie (GRANDMAr)

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Thanks GrandmaR. Sounds like you had wonderful parents. Lots of love.

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