Since my last post, which apparently brought tears to many eyes, I’ve been reluctant to share my emotions about mom living with me.
There are days when I am so emotionally drained, that I don’t know what to post. So I don’t. Instead I work until 1 am, because work has always been a positive outlet for my intensity and drive. And it makes me feel good about myself. I also get to ignore my feelings about mom being here.
But this week has been interesting. My mom has shown some new awareness. She turns down the TV when someone calls me and I’m working at home. She is excited about going to her senior center, Independence Health. (By the way, a great place for aging seniors in Research Triangle.) She’s working puzzles. Doing brain exercises. I think she’s feeling better about herself.
In turn, she’s less critical of me. (Really, a mom who is critical of her child???)
So here’s my words of wisdom for people with aging parents. Get them involved in something. My mom told me that tomorrow she is doing Zumba. She loves it because she “gets to shake her butt.”
My mom might be 88, but apparently she still loves dancing. And I love that.