Conversations with My Mother

Conversations with My Mother

MEET MY MOTHER

Petronella Miyanda Dyamini

This story is about the strongest, bravest woman I know, who chose to follow her heart, mind and soul. She loved and fought fiercely for all whom she loved so that they could lead a better life than she could ever dream of.

There are many super heroes in this world like her and many of you will relate to this story and journey. This is our story.

My mother – Petronella Miyanda Dyamini.

These daily conversations with my mother are my journey to accepting her incurable condition – Parkinson’s & Lewy Body Dementia.

How do you grieve a person you can still talk to but not touch due to Covid19? How do you plan a funeral for your mother when she is right here? How do you still love yourself after putting her in a home for full-time care when growing up you remember her telling you and your sisters that she NEVER wants to end up in a retirement home?

I cannot promise you a happy story full of joy and laughter, where the girl meets her prince, they have beautiful children, have amazing careers and live happily ever after. However, I can promise you my truth, my mother’s truth and the loving moments, the angry ones the ones fuelled by hate – Lord knows there were many of those. I hate Parkinson’s & Dementia, in all its forms. I hated that my mother had this disease and that one day, meant that I wouldn’t even be a memory in her mind. I would be a stranger.  My foundation, my back bone started with bipolar, I hated her for not taking her medication and stripping my late teenage years as I took it upon myself to look after the family when her employers terminated her job for not being capable to work. F*#k them! I stood by her. She is after all the reason my sisters, our children and I walk this earth today.

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Yes mum, I am proud of you. I hope that you’re proud. ✨ I sit across the room from you, my heart heavy with an ache I can’t put into words. I’m waiting for you to call out to me. Your eyes hold a flicker of recognition, but the woman I love so deeply feels just beyond reach. It breaks me to see you like this, caught in a web of confusion and fear. Oh, how I wish I could tell you just how proud I am of you—proud of the fierce, strong woman you were and the grace with which you face each day now. You taught me to stand tall, to fight against life’s monsters, and now, as I watch you battling your own, I feel that weight like never before. Even though you don’t recognize me, there’s a bond that remains, a quiet understanding that transcends words. I see the fear in your eyes, and it breaks my heart knowing that you’re chasing shadows in a world that feels so unfamiliar. It’s my turn to be your strength, to protect and comfort you as you sit there lost in a world that feels so foreign. I hope that you’re proud.Mum, you’ve always been my hero, and that will never change. Even while those precious memories may fade, the love I have for you burns brighter than ever. 💔❤️ #ForeverProud #LoveNeverFades #dementia #mother #mentalhealth #carer #dementiadiaries #love #godhears #god #imtired #dontforgetme #memories #alzheimer ... See MoreSee Less

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There is no doubt she'd be proud Amanda ❤️

10 months ago

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Today mum believed she was a frightened 12-year-old girl, unable to sleep at night. I spent time assuring her that she was not alone, as I sat beside her, keeping her safe as she drifted off into slumber. It is a strange twist of fate, where I have become the mother and she, my child.

Every little sound I made startled her awake, so I remained silently by her side, ensuring her safety and allowing her to find rest………

I am here to watch over her, just as she once did for me when I was a little child. My presence gives her a sense of security, shielding her from the voices and memories that now confuse her. The visitors she believes keep her awake are kept at bay by my unwavering presence. I will hold them back so she can find solace in sleep until she’s ready to embrace them.

Though she may no longer recognize me, her eyes tell me that she feels safe in my company. I see her gaze through half-closed, drowsy eyes, searching my face for a familiar connection. And so, I remain in this chair, providing her with the comfort she needs to rest. It has been three long days since she last slept, but I am here for as long as she needs me, ensuring she finds the peace she deserves.

I have become my mother’s keeper, a guardian of her well-being. And in doing so, I have discovered a strength I never knew I possessed.

#strength #heart #motherhood #mum #daughter #mentalhealth #memories #dementiadiaries #sleep #peace @miyandasroots #carer #dementiacaregiver #love
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Today mum believed she was a frightened 12-year-old girl, unable to sleep at night. I spent time assuring her that she was not alone, as I sat beside her, keeping her safe as she drifted off into slumber. It is a strange twist of fate, where I have become the mother and she, my child.

Every little sound I made startled her awake, so I remained silently by her side, ensuring her safety and allowing her to find rest………

 I am here to watch over her, just as she once did for me when I was a little child. My presence gives her a sense of security, shielding her from the voices and memories that now confuse her. The visitors she believes keep her awake are kept at bay by my unwavering presence. I will hold them back so she can find solace in sleep until she’s ready to embrace them.

Though she may no longer recognize me, her eyes tell me that she feels safe in my company. I see her gaze through half-closed, drowsy eyes, searching my face for a familiar connection. And so, I remain in this chair, providing her with the comfort she needs to rest. It has been three long days since she last slept, but I am here for as long as she needs me, ensuring she finds the peace she deserves.

I have become my mother’s keeper, a guardian of her well-being. And in doing so, I have discovered a strength I never knew I possessed.

#strength #heart #motherhood #mum #daughter #mentalhealth #memories #dementiadiaries #sleep #peace @miyandasroots #carer #dementiacaregiver #loveImage attachment

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Amanda you are an angel and every parent's ideal child. Love your beautiful ♥

When the going gets tough, the tough get going. Dementia sucks. Keep up the good work. Best wishes 🌹

Love and strength to you both ❤️

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