Mom Homeless and Heartbroken
by Heartbroken 4 Mom
(Santa Cruz, CA)
Several years ago when our Mom started showing signs of Alzheimer's I was happily married and raising my children. I regret I was too caught up with working full time and the care of my immediate family to consider what was really going on with my Mom.
My younger siblings who had lived rent free for years with my Mom convinced her to sign over her rights to the home she owned and they in turn sold it right out from under her pocketing the money for themselves!
My Mom's younger sister found her a nice town home in a Senior place and she resided there until it was finally discovered by her older sister (My Aunt) that she wasn't capable of living alone any longer. She was living in filth and was unfortunately already incontinent from advanced Alzheimer's disease. At that time my Aunt placed her into a fairly nice Assisted Living Facility. My marriage was ending and I was in debt up to my eyeballs and forced to care for my children by myself. I was the only child that visited my poor Mom and I grew more and more alarmed each time I saw her as she was obviously shutting down.
The care facility phoned me to say she can no longer stay as she allegedly attacked or was menacing another resident with a pencil in her hand not completely dressed! When I called for a family meeting to discuss Moms dilemma my sisters said put her on a plane to her homeland and let the relatives care for her.
My brother had no use for her either. So I took her in to live with me and my three small children in a 2 bedroom 1 1/2 bath town home.
No one comes to visit us for holidays, birthdays or anything for that matter. Its as if she never existed in their lives. How can grown children be so cruel and indifferent to the person who brought them into this world and cared for them all their life? My Mom is a kind and gentle woman who never asked for anything but don't you think its time these ingrates of mine show some simple act of kindness to this special woman.
While I know its not perfect, I have a caregiver who helps her during the day and I take over on the nights and weekends with the help of my brave children at my side to lift me and Gramma's spirits up when they can.
My question is WHY ARE THEY DOING THIS TO MY MOM?