It’s my perspective and I stand by it. Watching Momma move with her walker sometimes gets scary. She is a fall risk and it is so hard to believe that this is Blanche — just an older version of herself. Her stroke has left her without much feeling in her legs. There are some days that her knees buckle when she is not expecting it. There are moments of ‘charlie horses’ and times of thanks for Arnica. How do you come to terms with watching your parent age? So much of it feels so surreal. I have to be so conscious when I walk with her – I need to slow down my footsteps, my pace.
I am grateful for her being here, especially so close to me in Colorado. But to go back twenty years for one day – to watch her walk circles around all of us. Now, that would be a dream!