Mother’s Day and Alzheimer’s

As Mother’s Day approaches, I feel something in my heart. A low growl of pain. The kind an animal who has been wounded makes. I think of the kittens birthed in the back of my parents’ closet. The low moans that came from the mother cat. And, gradually, the tiny mewling that issued from the blind bundles of fur.  Are we meant to spend our lives aching, searching for the one who loves us? Maybe so. As that’s how we come into this world. And leave it.

Mom, in her 80s.

My mother had Alzheimer’s for 14 years. She slipped away, borne on the waves of memory to a place I couldn’t follow, leaving me weeping on the shore. And, suddenly, she would return, full-sail, a mother ship, so resplendent with the weight of wind in her canvas. As if she had no reason to be present other than to spread kindness and love.

I remember the night I kissed her goodbye at her rest home. A typical night, one where she had barely spoken a word all day, gradually slumping to one side in her lounge chair. During lunch, she hardly took notice of the food on the fork I held to her lips. She was someplace else, had perhaps become someone else, a person I no longer recognized.

Mom, as a high school student.

As the moon left patterns on her quilt, and I turned her bedside lamp off and bent my head to kiss her, her lips pursed. She kissed me on the cheek over and over again. Feathery kisses, the kind she used to share when she was fully alive, fully mine.  At the time I thought she is giving me kisses for the future.

Or maybe they were kisses held in time, kisses to be remembered, to remind me of who she was, who she will always be, even when her body is no longer on this earth.

So, on this Mother’s Day, I still feel the ache of what’s missing; I scan my life for the places where I feel love. There are many. Yet, inside me, I cup the emptiness, feel a low moan caressing my chest. Today, I give thanks for the presence of memory, the tender gifts of love a mother leaves a child.

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