Monday, March 5, 2012

I am...

I am not a hero.  I am not a saint.  I am not amazing.  I am not doing anything that you wouldn't do in this situation.  I am not deserving of your praise. I am doing nothing to earn your respect.  I am not going to Heaven for what I am doing.

I am a daughter who takes care of her Alzheimer's mother.  I am a caretaker.  I am human.  I still lose my temper.  I allow my mother to push all of the old buttons.  I love my mother but I am tired.  And I am lonely.  I resent this disease that takes so much from her.  And from me. And forces my children to be  caretakers.

 But mostly I am ashamed because I just want it to be over.


  1. never be ashamed. If she knew how she was she would want it to be over also.

  2. Yes, she would. This was her biggest fear.