I did not laugh....instead I cried.....what does that say, I don't know. My dear mum died 16 years ago too soon for me and her.
My dad had his laundry mixed up a bit in the home he spent his last few months in: trousers too small, slippers missing, that sort of thing....dementia is hard to come to terms with.
But today I am lucky to be treated to a lovely home cooked luncheon by my younger son, flowers from my elder son too who can't be with me today and feeling truly blessed.
I greatly miss my mother and my father.....I am now the matriarch.
Maybe I should laugh with you all at Ballerina's knickers around the ankles story....but it's just too sad for me.
"Laugh and the world laughs with you, cry and you cry alone."
My dad had his laundry mixed up a bit in the home he spent his last few months in: trousers too small, slippers missing, that sort of thing....dementia is hard to come to terms with.
But today I am lucky to be treated to a lovely home cooked luncheon by my younger son, flowers from my elder son too who can't be with me today and feeling truly blessed.
I greatly miss my mother and my father.....I am now the matriarch.
Maybe I should laugh with you all at Ballerina's knickers around the ankles story....but it's just too sad for me.
"Laugh and the world laughs with you, cry and you cry alone."