Sunday, December 12, 2010

Remember when...

What happens if you can't remember when...? I am SO excited to go home in a week to see my parents--I can't wait to be away from work, away from everything, away and ready to relax! As previous posts have explained, the past months have been absurd. I was looking through photos on my computer of past Christmases (is that how you pluralize Christmas?), and I realized I don't remember the last Christmas my mom remembers. That's just plain ol' weird. I don't have photos from it, and I don't remember it...

Now that I re-read that though, I'm aware of the fact that clearly there are no Christmases my mom currently remembers. I guess I should have clarified and said the last Christmas my mom remembered us/knew what was going's been a while. I don't quite know where I'm going with this post, just thinking I guess...I miss you, Mom.

"Maybe you get Alzheimer's, maybe you do not. Just screw the odds, screw science. Let's just live. Whatever happens, happens."

In just a week, I will be sipping margaritas, poolside, in warm toasty Florida weather. I fully intend on eating carbolicious foods like Vapiano's and doing absolutely nothing. Winter break, here I come.

1 comment:

  1. I'm so sorry your mom has the disease. It can be difficult to talk to them when they don't even know who you are sometimes. My grandma was like that.


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