MY VERY SPECIAL MOM
3 Years Ago
Most everyday that I speak to my mom she would ask me when I am coming over. She says that she thought I would have visited her just the other day. I try to explain to her that I live too far away. Sometimes my mom tells me to take the bus or subway and does not comprehend how far I live. Sometimes she says” oh I forgot you live so far away”. I’m in New York and my mom is in Florida. It gets me sad, that I cannot just get in my car or on the bus or the subway, as she suggests, and visit her for a couple of hours each day. It seems to put a pang in my heart that she does not understand why I cannot visit her more often.
As usual, as I leave my mom, she has no memory of my visit. Yet I know that I just saw her, and for me, at this moment, this is all that is important. When I return this May (2012) from seeing my mom she will not remember. Yet to me she is my mom, my very special mom and I wish to celebrate with her all the love I have for her.
I so much cherish the times that we still have together. Some days seem to better than others. Alzheimer’s is such a strange disease, on the way that it comes and goes. My mom and I are still able to share some smiles and joys together and I know that I must keep looking for the rainbow. Yes, to me, she will always be, my very special mom.