tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463278702289836291.post5985585717039516854..comments2024-02-10T05:03:51.621-05:00Comments on Alzheimer's - My Mom My Hero: MOM, DO YOU REMEMBER MY BIRTHDAY?Alzheimer's My Mom My Herohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06521298907696128213noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463278702289836291.post-20625157357918403452013-03-19T07:42:49.561-04:002013-03-19T07:42:49.561-04:00That comment about no one to remember bringing you...That comment about no one to remember bringing you into the world. I am in the position now that I look into the future and wonder what it will be like when Mom is gone and I'm the oldest generation alive. To not have that unconditional love that a parent gives - what will that be like to know that those 2 people who would die for you, are now gone. To be the oldest in your family and knowing the kids are busy making their lives and you are no longer the center of the universe to those two people who were always there for you. How sad. At least I still have Mom now, although with her polycystic kidneys and kidney failure, I don't anticipate many more years of being loved that much by the person who put her life on the line to have me (doctors wanted to abort me because of her kidney poison, but she said she'd prayed for a little girl and God was going to take care of her. No sonograms back then, but she just knew it was going to be the girl she had prayed for, and it was. Once when her mind got stuck on this, I heard this story over and over and over for about 4 months.)Judy Dendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06995180063993963500noreply@blogger.com