In response to The Daily Post’s Writing Prompt: I’ve Become My Parents
Do you ever find yourself doing something your parents used to do when you were a kid, despite the fact you hated it back then?
I found that I had to stop my world and put a pause in my life in order to care for my mother. I find myself telling her what to do and what not to do. Strangely enough, I literally have to tell her to things as if she were a child, “Why are your clothes on the bed?”, “Fix your bed”, “The floor is not the garbage”, “You are leaving a trail of your tissue all over the place”, “Stop spitting on the floor”, “Eat your vegetables”, “No you can not eat sweets”, need I go on. In the beginning I had a hard way to go in letting her know all the wrong she was doing. I didn’t understand it, it truly bothered me. Why should I have to explain things to her, she should know, right. Until the doctors and nurses explained that it was okay. It happens. I was truly hurt, but I had to, as the saying goes, man up and take charge. I still don’t like it. I don’t enjoy it at all. I have been doing it for quite some time now and I still don’t like, but nevertheless. I am still doing it. Taking care of the woman that raised me and took care of me basically in the same manner that she raised me, of course with some differences.
I don’t hate my mother, I love her dearly, but what I do hate is that she is doing all the opposite of what she didn’t like. She is not senile, she doesn’t have alzheimer’s disease, so I don’t get it. I do remember my always trying to help her keeping the house clean. So that can’t be it, I am so baffled by what she is doing that it makes me crazy sometimes. I don’t believe in putting her in a home. She was in there for a while for rehabilitation and she was getting depress. I even felt as if I were visiting her in prison. The place was sad, dreary, and dark. Where she was placed, there seemed to be no life, no joy, it looked oh so sad of a place to spend the rest of your life. It was taking a horrible toll on me. I told a nurse there that I need to get her out of there because I don’t believe she deserves to be put away in prison. She was a good mom. I just don’t understand the turn around of her being now, is all.