A Little Birdie told me

I just did this for my mom. I think it will brighten her up her room

The hardest 2 weeks of my life

I'm back..................Thank you all for the well wishes for my daughter and my sweet mom. Don't click on the above picture to enlarge it, unless you want to see all of my wrinkles. Daughter arrived safely in Tokyo. She had put on some weight before she left and is struggling to get it off. (I know the feeling) For the industry she is to "heavy." What kind of society are we that thinks a size 2 is not small enough? This is the part I struggle with and she does too. She does not want to make herself sick to be thin and I applaud her for that. This is the path she has chosen and I'm sure she will figure it out.

Now for the hard part of the trip. Moving my dear sweet mom. Isn't she cute. She did not want to go. That was the hard part for me. I didn't want to be the one to tell her she had no choice. Finally her Dr. came to my rescue and told her she had to move. I didn't have trouble with her moving out of her house. In fact I'm now at ease that she is not living alone. She is eating and her meds are given to her properly. It was the fact that she had no idea what was going on most of the time. That part makes me sad. I feel like I have already lost her. Most of the time she thought I was my cousin. Asked me the same questions over and over, and was very child like in her behavior. When do we become our parents parent. In a word, "it sucks." She has been there a little over a week and so far (keep your fingers crossed) she likes it. She says the food is good and she likes all the people that are there. She eats with 5 others ladies and they are all so cute. She does however think she is just there to get better and then she will go home. I just keep telling her that it will be up to the Dr. For now I can only take one day at a time

Hearts from My Hand

These are just a few of the heart I have been working on. They have helped me release some stress. I can sit quietly and work on them. I leave tomorrow for California. Dropping daughter at LAX. She is leaving for Tokyo for 3 months. It is a bittersweet time. As much as I hate to see her go, she will have a great time and hopefully get lots of work. For those of you that don't know she is a model and she is 15. I worry that she won't keep up with her schooling and won't get enough sleep. Just like all moms (lol). After I drop her off I will drive up to my mom's. She lives about an hour north of Santa Barbara. This is a trip I'm not looking forward to. I will be moving her to an assisted living facility. I have been trying to get her to move for the last year. Now she has no choice. I have a feeling she will go kicking and screaming. She is in the early stages of Alzheimer's. It just breaks my heart to see her slowly slipping away. She didn't know who I was the last time I was there. That didn't bother me so much. But, if she realized, she would be devastated. I have an older brother who lives in the same town as her. He is not able to take care of himself much less her. Oh the things that drinking and drugs do to you. Then I will have the task of unloading her house of 45 years. I will probably break down in the middle of it all. Gotta run off to pack and help daughter sort out everything she is taking..........................