As the human body ages.....
across the life span, we see how that which we once knew, morphs toward the almost unrecognizable. In our mom's case, being bed bound was merely the start of the journey. The new need to be so dependent on others for most, even some quite personal, activities of daily life, can be quite a blow to formerly vibrant and independent types, especially for those who spent a lifetime caring for family ----six kids, and a gaggle of others, while working factory jobs. As in watching children mature between intervals of absence, even the small differences seem striking. Here, the tremors, depression and lack of facial expression of Parkinson's syndrome, skin darkening about extremities as one sign of failing blood circulation, labored breathing, hearing loss requiring the TV to sound like a rock concert, dentition and scalp hair long gone, and as the last days approach, that twinkle in the eyes---a sure sign of life energy, begins to fade. Almost gone as well, the ability to speak and use language, often blunt enough for us to hear what we usually needed, like it or not, and a sure sign of high intelligence in the absence of formal education---all now only soft murmurs. But rarely, a word or two can be understood. As on taking my leave, squeezing her hands and kissing her forehead. I love you mom. She responded lovingly in kind---clear enough for even the deaf to hear. Aa.
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Kin.
May strenght be yours to handle the inevitable.
I don't have a problem with getting older but I dread getting truly old and helpless and hope to be spared that.
this just made me feel so sad, remembering my beloved mother in-law, holding her hands when she was bedridden, still feeling that big void and missing her a lot often, was pretty close to her.
Doing my best to cheer up my mom on skype even I'm far away from her, she's doing great and happily surrounded by her grandchildren
mothers are the best people in the world...their unconditional love and unwavering support...