I am a care giver for my aging mother.<\/p>\n
Not much humor in that.<\/p>\n
Bittersweet at times maybe,<\/p>\n
frustrating, yes!<\/p>\n
But funny not so much.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
If it were anyone else\u2019s mother with dementia<\/p>\n
I might find humor in how this lady dresses now.<\/p>\n
She was always a clothes horse and<\/p>\n
conscious of fashion and her appearance.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Now she wears gym pants with a racing stripe,<\/p>\n
A gauzy cotton Indian shirt with a nylon nightgown on top<\/p>\n
and a big white sun hat with a blue flower on it.<\/p>\n
Around the house.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Or an orange satin mu-mu over blue jeans<\/p>\n
with a green cotton t-shirt over the dress<\/p>\n
and a grey furry winter hat that she loves. Why?<\/p>\n
To run away from home with her walker. (She’s tried.)<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
A backwards printed top over inside out pants<\/p>\n
rolled up at the cuff, because \u201cthat\u2019s how<\/p>\n
all the girls wear them this season.\u201d And a purse she made<\/p>\n
that is covered in buttons and has nothing inside.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
She loves to squirrel things away.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
When she passes, I\u2019m sure we will finally find<\/p>\n
her two sets of hearing aids, her two missing<\/p>\n
pairs of glasses, the gold coins she has always<\/p>\n
accused me of taking, and her four missing hairbrushes.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
They\u2019ll be with assorted fancy cookie and candy boxes<\/p>\n
that she thought too pretty to throw away.<\/p>\n
Near my Dad\u2019s practically new black cowboy boots<\/p>\n
and the baseball that used to be in the toe of them.<\/p>\n
He died in 2004.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
And we can\u2019t forget the pictures! Pictures of herself<\/p>\n
that she swears are her mother.<\/p>\n
Pictures of her children that she swears are not hers.<\/p>\n
Plus perfume and lipsticks that are too old to use.<\/p>\n
But so is she. And so am I.<\/p>\n
And both getting older every day.<\/p>\n
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