Singing
to my mom at the hospital or nursing home does calm her a great deal. I
will have to learn some new songs though because there aren't enough of
them that I remember the words to. I am still singing Christmas songs.
She does like the 12 days of Christmas. Good for my memory too.
Mae
was such a special lady. Couldn't have been more than 90 pounds soaking
wet. She reminded me so much of my great aunt Faye. Mae was such a
nervous little thing-always worried about what she should do or where
she should go. As her disease progresses she was moved to our secured
Memory care neighborhood. She became more frightened and really
struggled every day. We would often sit on the sofa together
and I would put my arm around her shoulders. Often I would sing softly
to her as she put her head on my shoulder and drifted off to sleep. I
think this was the only time her soul found peace. I don't know what
horrible things had happened in her past that caused such torment in her
life at this point, but it filled my heart to know that she was
comforted by our time together.
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