Changing Seasons

October 2020

This is my mom. She is 97 years old and is sporting a hair cut I gave her about 5 days before. Yes, I am a real,live certified YouTube cosmetologist. I think she looks pretty cute. She will be 98 on New Year’s Eve. I’ve been lucky to have her so long.

Her brother, my Uncle Henry, lived a long time, too. He was 94 when he passed away in July of 2018. For a number of years, my mom and her brother both lived at AHEPA senior apartments. My mom was on the 2nd floor, and Uncle Henry was on the 3rd.

Uncle Henry
May 2018

For years, Dan and I would pick up my mom and my uncle most every Saturday night. We’d go out to eat. We had a routine: Bob Evans, Dennys, O’Charlies, Bandana’s, and then we’d start all over again. We nearly always had a coupon and took turns paying the bill. The waitresses got to know us, and some even remembered our soft drink orders. At Bob Evans, we were known as the “light ice” group. Our favorite waitress at Denny’s allowed my uncle to substitute corn for the broccoli without an up charge. Heaven forbid, we’d have an up charge!

Afterwards, we’d go back to AHEPA, and my mom, Dan and I would play games, Scrabble and Farkel, in the community room. We’d chat with the residents who happened by, and my uncle would always come down to visit once more before we headed for home.

In August of 2016, my mom could no longer live in the AHEPA Senior Apartments. She moved about 10 minutes away to an assisted living facility. Still, we continued our exciting Saturday nights. We just had an extra detour of picking up and dropping off my uncle. Fortunately, all our favorite restaurants were located within a fairly small circle of travel near their homes. Afterwards, we’d go back to my mom’s apartment and, you guessed it, play Scrabble and Farkel.

July 2019

After my uncle passed away, we continued to take my mom out to eat. And we continued to play games afterwards. We’d usually play two or three games of Scrabble and end our night with a rousing game of Farkel. But as time went on, it became harder to take her out. We still did, just less frequently. She also became forgetful, and sometimes she took a really long time to play her turn in Scrabble. But we still played. I always felts happy that we had her exercising her brain with both words and numbers.

Sometimes, I’d visit her without Dan. I’d bring some painting project or puzzles. First 300 pieces, then 100 and then 24 piece puzzles. I remember that 300 piece puzzle. I think we started it about 2 pm and finished about 11 pm. She didn’t want to give up. My mom always cheerfully participated and smiled big when I took her picture to show off our latest project.

January 2019
November 2018

Then Covid hit, and we couldn’t visit for 4 months.

We and others kept in touch with my mom using the Echo device. Sometimes, I couldn’t really think of much to talk about, so I started asking her math problems. She liked that as she used to do the bookkeepping for my parents’ business. I also started asking her trivia, like history, questions for which I thought she would know the answers. Eventually, though, this ran its course, but it was good for a while.

When we finally could visit again, she had lost 40 pounds. I know because I took her to the doctor. There was no medical underlying reason, just being without her family. Covid had stayed away from her, but she still suffered. I don’t want to say this, but we also saw a decline in her cognitive abilities. How much was due to the isolation from her family and how much was due to her age, we’ll never know.

Since we’ve been able to visit, we’ve played Farkel only once. A few times, on pretty days, I took her outside for a short walk and to sit on her small patio. During my last visit, as it’s been for the last several visits, she wants just to stay in her recliner. Even though it was a gorgeous day outside, she didn’t want to go the few steps out her door to the patio. She didn’t want to do crafts. She just wanted to sit in her recliner and watch TV. She said, “I am very comfortable right here.”

I will see her sparkle, just a bit, when she sees a picture of her 2 year old great grandson, Eli. She also peps up for the sweets, especially chocolate. But otherwise, the seasons have changed.

I didn’t write this post to sadden you; although, it is sad. I write it to encourage you to treasure those you love. To make those shared memories while you can, even if you have to do it by thinking outside of the box. And I write another thought, too. While my mom is quiet now, she has always been cheerful and grateful. She doesn’t complain. Just like her mother, my grandma, was. And just like my Uncle Henry was, too. So, it’s easy to visit her. In fact, it’s a pleasure and my honor. Bottom line, don’t be a curmudgeon when you get old. Or for that matter, anytime. Or else, I may not visit you.

After my recent visit, when all I could do was put lotion on her arms, rub her back, bring her some chocolate, and watch some Carole Lombard movies on Ted Turner’s channel, I woke that night about 4 am. I lay there for about an hour, thinking of my mom, tears spilling out and running down my cheeks. Eventually, I fell back to sleep. But in the morning, I got up, put on my big girl pants, and put my chin up with determination and an upward focus to try and keep. If all I can do, is sit by my mom, and see that she is safe and comfortable and loved, then that’s what I’m gonna do, as best as I can. I am her daughter, after all.

Sorrow looks back, worry looks around, faith looks up.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

26 comments

    • Yes, she is definitely more frail now. I’m hoping this post isn’t too sad, but rather somehow encouraging. Thanks for reading and your comment. Enjoy your day!

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    • You are welcome. And yes, it is wonderful that I’ve had her for so long, and also wonderful to have had such excellent examples set by her. Thanks for reading, and enjoy your day!

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  1. That’s wonderful you have your mother for so long. It’s terrible what this Covid is doing to our old folks. They simply don’t understand why we can’t visit face-to-face. Best wishes to your mother.

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    • What a lovely, heartfelt post. You are so right about treasuring those we love while we have them. I have a friend who’s a death and dying counselor. Her experience is that no one on their death bed ever wishes they had spent more time at work. They wish for more time with their loved ones. You have given your mom so much, as I imagine she has given you.

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      • Thank you for your kind and wise words. And yes, she has given me very much. I admire your friend’s work; that would be hard to do. I appreciate you reading and commenting, and I hope you enjoy your day!

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  2. A sweet beautiful story. Thank you for sharing. It hit a chord with me. We’ve been on the road for eight months now. We miss our family. They say they miss us too. We love traveling but I think it’s time to go home now.

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    • Thank you for your kind words. We love traveling, too. So, we try to balance it with family as best we can. Enjoy your travels, and stay safe wherever the roads leads you.

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  3. Right on, Betty! You are doing what you can for your mom and continuing to spend time with her–even though it’s not like before. May God continue to bless your faithfulness as a daughter, and may He also bless your mom!

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  4. Thank you for sharing your wonderful times with your mom. How precious those memories will be in the future. Last year for some strange reason we altered our course during the summer and went to PA to spend a couple of weeks with my mom who was 92 at the time. Little did we know that she would be called home to be with the Lord in December. We are so grateful now for those last two weeks with her. We laughed, we played Mexican Train, we went out to eat, we sat and talked. What wonderful memories we have and will always cherish. So happy for you that you can still visit and spend time with your mom.

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  5. What a beautiful tribute to your mother! Your post also reminded me of the story-telling skills in your writing. The descriptions weave a beautiful tale of love, relationship, and caring.

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    • Thank you so much for your kind words. I’ve been lucky to have had such good examples in my life. I look forward to your next post; I always enjoy reading your blog. Thanks again, and enjoy your day!

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  6. Seeing our family get older is incredibly difficult because we remember them younger. I think you are incredibly devoted to your mother to sit by her and help in the only way you can. You are lucky to have her as she is lucky to have you

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