I have reread the last post from Jeannine and a phrase caught my eye... it's such a long goodbye... Not only is it a long goodbye, but a very lonely one. Most days, Mom does not speak, yet I know that she can. Why doesn't she, what have I done or haven't done... no one knows. I wish there was a way I could understand what Mom feels, what does she think about.
It's one thing to provide for her basic needs, but how can I reach her ? How can I calm her fears and perhaps mine as well ? I realize I am asking for the impossible, just to have one more talk with my Mom. How simple that sounds and how wonderful it would be. I guess I need to hear her say that I'm doing a good job with her, that it's okay. How can I miss her so much when I am with her ?
Well, tomorrow is another day and it could be a great one, let's keep on hoping.