Morphine or Milkshake?

#hospice #caregiver #Caregivers My left hand grasped the bottle of liquid morphine. It’s come down to this? The king of pain med. “Mom, I need to squirt this between your teeth and your cheek. It’s pretty bitter, but I’ll give you some Lime yogurt after, okay?” The dropper between my right-hand fingers shook, suspended with…

Bittersweet Christmas

#angelsmile #WINGS #christmascovered My favorite holiday, my favorite season. I love everything about it, especially since it’s Jesus’ birthday celebration. When my kids were young, I always baked Him a birthday cake. Mourning influences my thoughts and mood this Christmas. Not just because the cake is now a gluten-free, and sugar-free pie or cookie. Mom is…

Hat Lady

#hats #beauty #stylish Visions of swimming in the pond, tadpoles, and trail rides filled my daydreams as I rode the bus home from school. One more week, and it was time for summer vacation. The bus hit a pothole and my head knocked against the window. “Ow!” I leaned away from it and bumped into…

Veteran’s Day 2018

#SaluteToService #WWII #VeteransDay Dad told a few stories of his time in the Army Air-core during WWII. His assignment involved aircraft. From what I’ve heard, many of those servicemen were eager to return to civilian life, not be the hero. I’ll write a few of his stories in the future. Four of my uncles also…

Persistent Heart

#balloons #pets #Alzheimers One day, we decided Mom’s pet balloon-heart needed to go in the trash heap. After eight months, the heart’s helium had gone and left it deflated. Mom reminisced about her favorite balloon antics. “Heart drifted over me and touched my face with her ribbon. Remember when she hid behind my bed? I’d…

Ladder and Hammers

#siblings #rooftop #1960s Moonie, Teddy, and Kitty lay in a circle around me for story time. I tried making them sit up, but they always fell over. I grabbed my bunny book— Boom, boom, boom! My book froze midair. “It’s okay. The roof is broken.” I stretched out my legs and plopped the book on…

When Things Change

#POLST #alzheimersawarenessmonth #advancecareplanning Last week was a difficult one. Not a complete surprise, but it still overwhelmed me. It was time for changes in our circumstances. My alarm alerted me it was time to get Mom’s morning started. I always open her blinds and administer her medicines, then bring her a cup of black coffee….

Steamy Kitchen

#alzheimersawarenessmonth #FAMILY #caregiving My reusable plastic shopping bags crinkled when I set them on my kitchen counter. I leaned over it and peeked into the living room. Yep, hubby is napping in his recliner. Voices echoed inside my Mom’s room. I opened the door, and discovered Sis bent over Mom laying a wet towel on…

Balloon Pet

#balloons #pets #balloon Years ago, Mom had a pet balloon. I gave it to her for Mother’s Day. It was a shiny, silver, mylar balloon with a big pink rose on it. One afternoon, I stopped by Mom and John’s apartment at afternoon tea time. I sat at their round dining table, ate a cookie,…

1960 Home Spa Days

#haircolor #1960s #siblings Two bored sisters created an At-Home-Spa-Day in the Summer of 1960. It wasn’t in their budgets to pay hairdressers for cutting, styling, or coloring—my Aunt changed my Mom’s partly gray hair into a warm Auburn color. The do-it-yourself project was successful. Their friends and family members wanted to join in on the…