Friday was the day to set my mind free. It was going to have to be "The decision" day. I had been struggling since the previous week with my Mama. I had gone to visit her as usual and this time when I announced it was time to go she asked "can I come too?" This literally crushed me as this was the first time in 9 months that she had asked to come home. From that point on I rolled it around every which way as you can see when you read the previous entry. I had even begun to not sleep over this thing, I had to give it a rest with a decision. Before I saw Mom on Friday I visited with Meg who is the admissions/social services/counselor lady. Really she does it all...except hands on nursing. She listened to me then brought up many points that I had not considered. She is very compassionate and ended with "if your Mom was in her right mind and could function within the family then by all means I would say take her home." But you and I both know where she is at and where she is headed and it will not get any better. She will continue to loose ground and become more confused. It would be too much to change my family around again. They are the ones who will feel the effects of Mom coming back, they will remember, Mom will not. She is right of course. Then I went down to Mom's room where she was sleeping. She was doing the reaching out thing to grab whatever she sees in her dreams. She also was doing some shaking and jumping a bit as well. These dreams that she has have become mostly halucinations. One day she sat bolt upright and started getting the snakes off the bed, then I stomped on them and told her they were dead, she went back to sleep peacefully. Another time it was spiders, another time it was someone chasing her, etc. Could I deal with all of this? Probably not. I stood over her just watching for a good 5 minutes, then I tried to wake her up, she opened her eyes and smiled then went back to sleep to catch whatever was there. I have decided these are either angels or faries that fly over her while she sleeps. Usually when she is trying to catch them she has a smile on her face, so I will think these are good things for now. I have let go of my guilt and given it to God. He has told me over the weekend that it is all ok. Mom is being taken care of and for the most part happy. I will still go and visit her, however I am going to look at this differently now. She is my Mom in person but the Mom I knew for so many years has left. She has a familiarty with me and sometimes knows my name and that I am her daughter, other times we are just good friends. It is the cycle of life, some of us go out with a bang with all our faculities, and some of us go out with none. I tell Mom all the time that one day we will all be in heaven together. We will have a new body and new mind and that all the family will be there. Family was the most important thing to Mama. She passed that on to me and I believe and hope that I have passed that on to my children. I will forever love and adore her. I will look at her memory box every day that my sis made and remember the wonderful woman that was my role model for so many years. I will cherish those memories and look forward to the day we will all be together again in Heaven, that wonderful place God has promised to us for those that believe. Dear God, Please take care of my Mama. Please give her water to drink and please let her remember how to chew and swallow to nourish her body. Please keep her safe and happy until you call her home to be with you.