Since dad died 9 years ago, I have been helping her to live her life and transition into a Viejita, growing older and less independent.  Getting to really know her  is such a totally different relationship than that I had being her daughter.  This is such a new journey, I thought that surely  many others are living a life like ours.

  Almost weekly, I have a conversation in my head for almost 2 years now.  My internal dialogue narrates a story about daily life, my fear,anxiety, frustrations and joy that this kind of   emotional intimacy creates with another person.  I have been married 25 years and have come to know the emotional connectedness with my husband and my child, but this  caregiving with mom is new territory.   The caregiving experiences, of Mom and daughter.  Roles reversed.   Some days I  question my ability to plan out her day, her life.   Make sure she has good nutrition, sleeps well, safely exercises, has intellectual stimulation,  as well as social and spiritually satisfying experiences so that she is living a mentally healthy life.  The responsibility at times is daunting!!!  

  Bless her, she is an angel, so sweet, she never complains about anything. Pricess Grace, I like to call her.  Every night as I tuck her in bed and turn off the light, she thanks me for all I do for her and says "What would I do with out you, You are the mother Now".

So, this is the first day of my story online and out of my head!