I started this blog as the 56-year-old daughter of an 86-year-old woman in failing health. I moved her to my area in 2007 to an assisted living facility, to ensure adequate care. I have my sister as a support, though she lives 3+ hours away, and my brother lives halfway across the country. My mother and I were not really close before she arrived, and so this is my journey amid a lot of ambivalence. I've been surprised at both the negatives and stress - as well as surprised at the positives.
Why does the blog title say my mother is slowly disappearing? I am struck with the way one person's footprint slowly erodes, down to a tiny apartment or even half a hospital room. And poof, she will soon be gone. Disappearing in front of our eyes.
Welcome to my journey. I hope you do leave a comment or two. Thanks.