Went to see my Mother today at her Assisted Living residence. I asked her how she was feeling and rather than the usual "fine" answer, I got a "so-so" answer- a real response. I asked if she was unhappy and she responded "I am unhappy."
I didn't get the notion that she was merely parroting my questions, she seemed engaged, speaking with me compared to many other visits of separation and indifference.
Another question provided me with an even response- I asked if she was praying. She responded with "Yes, I pray." I continued letting her know I would pray for her daily.
Then as what happens so often, she drifted away- back into the fog of Alzheimer's. But for one brief cogent moment, I felt like I connected to my Mom again and was grateful. With in a short time, her defensiveness showed up. She told me to mind my own business and I knew that my time with her was over.
I do continue to pray for her - that when her time to be called to Heaven arrives- that she is able to go peacefully and that she becomes restored to the woman she was and that she can be with my Dad who proceeded her in death. God is merciful and good. She deserves the mercy to release her from the prison of Alzheimer's.
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