My Sister’s Mother

My sister and I have sort of a running joke. Our 86 year-old mother sometimes acts her age and complains too much about her aches and pains or obsesses over the sad state of our world today. She will ignore what her own physician says but will follow the advice of Dr. Phil or Dr. Oz. Her hearing is not as good as it used to be and conversations can be exhausting. We often lose our patience with her, call one another in exasperation and ask, “Have you heard what YOUR mother said today?”

Mom and meAfter all, Mom has always been young, proud, beautiful, strong, well-informed and quick-witted. WE CAN’T HAVE HER ANY OTHER WAY. Such is the challenge with aging parents. Mom took care (takes care) of us, and now we struggle with the heartbreaking reality that someday soon we may need to take care of Mom. It’s life’s cruel joke. Mom, who bandaged our knees, held our hands, kissed away our tears, solved our problems, needs us now more than we need her. Perhaps she always did.

Mom and kayI think about my own children and grandchildren and how my heart aches at times when I hear of their misfortunes or disappointments. I think about how my heart soars when I hear about their triumphs and accomplishments. But mostly I cherish the simple times; the quiet moments; the unspoken love we share. Surely Mom must feel that way, too.

As Mother’s Day approaches, I will continue to ask God for patience and a gentler spirit when dealing with Mom. I will try to show more interest in what’s happening in her life and remind myself that she is still relevant. I will listen – REALLY LISTEN – and I will let her take care of me (even if it means worrying about something that doesn’t really need worrying about) and I will try to take care of her the best I can.

Mom and MeMom deserves more than our love. She needs us to be present: right here – right now! She deserves dignity, respect and kids who will let her be a little crazy (?) at times. Maybe we’re the crazy ones. Come to think of it, I’m pretty sure my sister might be.

Peace,

Denis

2 thoughts on “My Sister’s Mother

  1. Ah, the circle of life. Many have been through it but it’s so hard to believe it’s our turn. My family and I are in a similar situation with our mother who is 87 and suffers from dementia. Patience is our most important virtue as she asks the same questions over and over and has little interest in the joys of daily life. Enjoy each day you have with her.

  2. Denis, so beautifully said. Than you. My mother died 30 years ago and I often wish I could let people know how all the minutes they have with their parents should be treasured. Your comments about listening really touched me. Your mama raised you right!
    As I help care for my 90 year old aunt now, I need to remember the very things you wrote about. Hmmm. Aunt Peg would correct my grammar – the things about which you wrote!!! Ahhh…patience…I’d better read your piece again. Thanks. Peace, trish cuba

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