Dorothy called Paul- which means she has found a phone, and someone has given her – her son’s phone number. He did not know the number that was calling in so- he did not answer it, she left a voicemail, and it was the same voice mail she used to use “Paul, I don’t know where I am or why you put me here, but-you need to come after work and take me back to my house. I don’t know who you think you are – but you are not in charge of me”. She hung up without are goodbye. So, she is still doing the same routine. And I hate that for her. I hate that I can’t be there for her. I hate that she has to suffer like this-not knowing what the heck is going on. I hate it that she can’t remember- I hate it for everyone and all the loved ones that had to experience this and who are currently going through it and those about to embark on this journey. Hugs to all!
Hopefully this winter will end soon- 5 more weeks- 35 more days (-: and the pandemic will subside, and I will be able to go see, take and do whatever again with mom. We will see. Until then, I will make a few doctors’ appointments and get her out as much as I can.
Ottis Redding- Sitting on the Dock of they Bay – (-:
Love & Light!