Alzheimers: Our Journey Will Not Be In Vain

Change

I feel good about my future and my mother's future. I have accepted that I have no control of the disease or the cure. I have accepted what may be my mother's eventual destination. Since I cannot control the destination, I will control the journey for both of us. Our journey will not be in vain.

I have learned that I can't meet all of her needs and still be her daughter.

Oh, about that earlier promise I made -- the one about the nursing home? I made a mistake. Eight months later, after many books, many support group meetings and many more hours with my mother, I have come to realize that I spoke too soon.

I have learned that I can't meet all of her needs and still be her daughter. I have learned that she will not thrive living with me. I will not thrive, nor will my family thrive if she moves in with us. She and I will become prisoners. Outside help or not, no one will win in our situation. My decision. My guilt when I finally tell her of my mistake. I will tell her soon.

Although my story is only eight months old, I don't feel like a novice anymore. Since I am not a veteran of this journey I anticipate more good days and bad days and an education in life that I never thought I would encounter.

I'm happy, Mom's happy. I look forward to updating my story in the future.

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