Here I am …over here, don’t look through your looking glass … look through mine. I’m not the one you seek, she’s in a journey through Alzheimer’s abyss … lost time . I cannot hold memories any longer, they’re gone. What you see is a different person … I am that person. I have feelings and I have needs to love and to be loved. I’m in turmoil. I see things that aren’t there. I hear voices in my head. I’m burdened to remember things that are gone from my memory when you say, remember! Please … don’t push me to remember … anymore. Please support me where I am. I am still the person God created and loves, just not the one who started on this life journey many years ago. My mind is in tangles … woven memories … different scenarios than expected. I am suspicious. I am lonely. I am fearful. I am frail and feeble of mind. I’m like a child in so many ways. I need to be cared for. I want to be independent, but atlas, I cannot. I want to help others, but I cannot even help myself. Please help me to have …burden free days. Help me … to be … and to be happy. It’s hard …my mind has just enough memories of my old life left to upset me. Yes, I may know your face and call your name, but really I don’t remember. I want to, but I can’t.
Sincerely, Your Friend, Your Neighbor, Your Sister, Your Aunt , Your Mother. Your Grandmother. I will continue this journey. Can you be strong? I need you to be!
Caring Is Sharing/sg