A little more than eleven years ago I asked the question “Will she ever get a chance?” She didn’t. Shortly after Dad died, Mom was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s. She succumbed to it a few years later. Currently she resides at my brother’s house on the lower shelf of the china cabinet she protected from Dad’s unexpected, violent tantrums.
It’s so unfair.
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This is also very sad. I’m hoping that your Mom found happiness, or contentment, or purpose, in things/ways that maybe you’re not aware of.
Yes, it is unfair. I like Helen’s way of thinking..
My mother developed dementia just a few years after my father died. I think the isolation/loneliness hastens it.
So sad. But this is a beautifully written piece, CW.
What Indigo said.