Today the 4th of July. We were having a conversation with my mom, asking her who her husband was, who her kids were and she tells me her son Chris, her son Michael and that's it. I'm like well who am I. She says we'll my guardian, the person who takes care of me, my best friend. I'm like ummm are you sure yes she says. We go back through the questions family, husband and I tell her well Ed your husband is my Dad she was shocked. No really??? Yes so what does that mean you are to me... and she still could not get that I was her daughter so I told her and she says Wow I never knew that.
I think my heart broke. I tried to brush it off but I would like if I said I went to my room to cry.
How could the person you care for 24 7 not know who you are, the mom who raised you not know your her daughter.
I want to think it was just an off day and tomorrow she will remember. But man even if she does, it's not gonna be the same. I'm losing my mom day by day and one day I will be just that person, perhaps a stranger to her..
