Repercussions. Ripples. Collateral effects.
I was thinking about Mom. She wasn’t doing well in June, August, September. Not answering texts and phone calls. Falling a lot. Not mentally sharp.
Frank was alive and caring for her then. But a few weeks before his penultimate accident, he told Mom, “Pretty soon, I’m going to be too weak to take care of you.” Then Frank fell in October and passed away a few weeks later.
Looking back, as Mom recovers now, I can see how his decline affected Mom’s decline. I’d always believed that would happen. Their life together wasn’t sustainable. Both were aging, their health and energy declining. I discussed it with them but they wouldn’t change their ways. Change is hard. Then it’s forced on you by powers beyond your control.
Frank fell. Died. Mom went loopy. Was removed from her home and placed in a new situation. Now she’s doing better.
Lesson learned? No. Just more realization about life and change, and the creatures we are.
Michael Seidel, writer 
And sometimes you have to let it play out the way it needs to, before you can do anything. Do you think (rhetorically, anyway) that if you had insisted, REALLY insisted that you were stepping in to ‘help’ it might have only made things a shade worse? Put another way, what you think (rightly or wrongly) is best for everyone involved may not be perceived as such by the people you’re trying to help?
Either way, Im glad she’s doing better… Not an easy place to be in, either way.
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