Today, my brother said to me ” it’s amazing how we just adapt to some things.” We were talking about my mother and her struggles to walk. Sometimes change creeps up on us so slowly that we are amazed when we actually look back at how things used to be. My mother has long been forced to adapt to her growing need for assistance with walking and many other things. But, that doesn’t mean she has ever given up. She is a fighter and always does the best that she can under the circumstances. We love her more than anything, and she is an inspiration to us.
My mother lives with me and I am her primary caregiver, which is probably the most important role I will ever have in my life. So, I don’t have the time or energy for all the social gatherings I hear about. I cannot be as social as I used to be. I have adapted to my circumstances. I do appreciate the limited time I spend with friends. Usually, I choose to be at home. I am very fortunate to share time with my mother. I have learned that being adaptable does not mean giving up but rather making the best choices I can.