When Less is More

It is still astonishing to me that even as much as Mom has declined of late, she still remembers, and asks about, the cabin and when we can go up for a few days. This year, spring finally came after an exceptionally long winter. It actually warmed up enough for me to open the cabin and put out the porch furniture. Because I can still get faked out in thinking she knows she hasn’t yet been up this season, I decided to bring her for Father’s Day week-end.

Immediately upon our arrival, I could see the decline in her navigating skills. I had not brought her up since last fall and the change in her was huge. The exterior stairs into the kitchen were impossible for her to maneuver both mentally and physically. She used her cane and had me for support, but it was still a struggle for her and very slow going.