Here’s a question that sometimes
wakes me up at night (if I’m not already rising at 2:00 AM to begin my
day): How much should I censor myself
when I put vignette’s of Mom’s dementia online—even on a blog that almost no
one every reads?
Take what I put on Mom’s Mind blog
yesterday—her expressing the idea that a friend of 40 years needn’t see her
fully dressed. She got that right! After all, this friend who knew Mom as a
wonderful and bright woman had seen her without her wonderful and bright mind,
a much more serious indignity.
Still, I’m aware that this isn’t the
portrait of Mom that she would want people to see. She wanted to inspire love and admiration,
not elicit sympathy and scrutiny of her struggle against losing what she
cherished most. But I admire her
struggle, too. I admire her defiant
statements as well as her conciliatory ones.
Just the same I’m aware that I need
to start balancing the vignettes of that
struggle with vignettes that Mom herself would feel good reading.
Here’s something to admire: Mom admired people who were good, not people
who were successful. She admired her
father because he was kind and caring even when the kindness and care caused
him to fail at business. She admired
Missy for being non-judgmental (even though Missy was so harshly judged,
ultimately even by herself). She admired
David for being loving and forgiving and not just because she needed his love
and forgiveness.
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