Dorothy has been slowly crossing over to the next level – Stage 4. Stage 4 – weird- exit left is the only thing left. That -and the final dropping of the curtain. Dorothy has been a blessed woman, she’s been loved, she has loved , she has had many joys and accomplishments and I’m grateful that I got to travel through this life with her.
These days she has no interest in going outside anymore. Sometimes she does not even feel like getting out of her chair and walking me to the door. She’s tired and getting worn down. But, even in her confusion- she is giving help to those in greater need than she. I wonder what her last act of kindness will be.
All I know for sure– that these days– even in the moment –she is not sure what is going on. She will be talking about something and in mid sentence forget what she was talking about. She will laugh at herself and just say ” oh well”!
She also rambles about things that are weird- to her they are not- but to the listener they are way out there. Where does she come up with this stuff? Was it actually reality at some point in her life? Is it from a book that she read in the past? Is it a movie or TV show that she watched? Or is it her creative Imagination? I will never know.
I am content that she is not mad or unhappy- she’s just confused. And I can deal with that.
I hug her, I care for her, I listen to her, I tell her I love her, I accept her as she is- these are the things I can do.
Sweet Child of Mine – Guns & Roses
She’s got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I stare too long, I’d probably break down and cry
Whoa, oh, oh
Sweet child MOM o’ mine
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
Sweet MOM of mine
I pray that God shows her Grace and Mercy.
Love, Light and Peace,