I’ve heard this statement more than ten times leading up to today. Once the Easter plans were made and my mom could only get a 2:15 p.m. seating at their retirement community, she tried to rearrange the day.
She doesn’t like the time. It’s not my favorite time for brunch either. I watch as my parents manage as much as they can. However, just making this reservation seemed very difficult for them. I’m not surprised after reading the psychological testing for my mom. But she’s trying very hard to manage and maintain their independence.
When we arrive today and make it to the lunchroom, I see the table where we are seated has us sitting down to eat at 12:15 PM. The table next to ours has us with a reservation at 2:15 PM. Somehow they made two reservations. My mom is miffed that they (the staff) scheduled them for two times and failed to call them and let them know.
I’m trying to find the balance and words to help them as they try, then get frustrated by some of the simple tasks that now challenge them.
We continue to walk a fine line as we see their failings but are unwelcomed to assist them. I know keeping up this façade must be tiring for them and figuring out how to break it down overwhelms me some days. Exhausted.
If you have had success in managing this transition with your parents, please share that with me and the other readers.