Okay, so this post might be a bit late. We just moved and don’t have internet. But, I still felt that it was important that I post it.
This past Mother’s Day my thoughts were honestly on everything but mothers. Cait and I were moving all weekend and were both so stressed about getting out of our old apartment and getting settled into the new before we had to go back to work on Monday.
But, since it was that special day where we celebrate our mothers, I still made the obligatory call – and I’m so glad I did. Here’s why.
This past weekend, my parents were up visiting my grandma. She is currently in the advanced stages of dementia. (Honestly I have no idea how far along she is… but from what I’ve heard it’s pretty advanced.) She gets very confused and has difficultly in remembering who anybody is. Because of her condition, I rarely get the chance to call and check in. Who wants to call somebody who has no idea who they are?
But, because my parents were there when I called, after I talked with my own mom they were able to put me on speaker phone and help my grandma navigate through the conversation. At the start of the conversation, it was obvious she really didn’t know who I was. But it really didn’t matter. The point was I got to tell my grandma how much I love her and have her tell me she loves me too.
Cheesy? Maybe so. I don’t care.
I don’t know if she was just repeating what I said or if she actually meant it – that’s not what matters to me. What matters was that I was able to remember all the great memories I have of this amazing women and the huge part she has played in my life.
I love you grandma (and mom!). Happy Mother’s Day.