Mom got it right!

Mom's grand daughter (my niece) graduated from college today. We celebrated her graduation with a back yard barbecue. It was at my sister's home. The family was having a fun evening outdoors. It was great. All of a sudden, my sister started speaking and mom recognized her voice. Mom stood up from her seat and said, "That's my daughter Carmen speaking!"


My sister and I both froze with disbelieve and happiness at the same time. We looked at each other. I knew what my sister was thinking - that mom actually got it right. It was her daughter Carmen speaking. Carmen walked over to our mom and gave her a hug and said, "Yes, mommy its me Carmen" .

Mom has a sister named Carmen too. When mom says Carmen, she means her sister not her daugter. That why my sister and I were so shocked that she said, "my daughter Carmen."

I thank God for that small moment. It meant so much to Carmen and me.

Great grandson Jordin

Mom and her great grand son, Jordin have this love hate relationship. One minute she's hugging him, and the next minute she is chasing him away. Their interaction goes a little like this...

Jordin is hopping, bouncing in front of her demanding her attention, "Grandma, Grandma, Grandma!"
She is annoyed, "Leave me alone. Stop that."
He continues bouncing, "Grandma, Grandma, Grandma!"
She softens, "Yes baby, what is it".
Jordin is smiling at her, "Gimme kiss Grandma!"
Now she is smiling, "You want to give me a kiss?"
She looks at me saying, "You see this. He wants a kiss! He is something else. Come here".
She bends down to him. They hug and he gives her a kiss."
She says, "Thank you baby, God bless you. Now go play and leave me alone."

Who are you?

When mom asks, “who are you?” and I say, “Vicky”, she laughs and says, “that’s my daughter’s name. You look like my sister. Are you Teddy or Carmen? Ana, have you seen Mamita?”

What is this disease? It is a stealer of memories, eraser of thoughts, and scrambler of time.

I have been taking care of mom for 10 months. I take each day as a challenge, and pray for a miracle. Each day I am secretly hoping that my mom would somehow snap back into her life. Oh what a joy it would be if my mom wakes up one day cured!