[cinnamongrrl]

My little lady.....

She realizes something is not quite right with her....(she has severe Alzheimer's) and she was talking to me about it at breakfast today....
she says she feels like she is in the (assisted living) facility for the sole purpose of being provided 3 meals a day and a place to sleep...and all she wants to do is go home to a place that (unbeknownst to her) isn't hers any more....
She was so openly upset and sad....and it's so not like her....I hate that I can't find the right words to make it ok...or even tolerable. I hate that this disease will take her from her family long before she dies....I hate that I can't make it all better....
And as we sat there....and I looked into her teary eyes....this snippet of a song came on from the dining room radio....and just struck a cord....

I am, I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
I am, I cried
I am, said I
And I am lost, and I can't even say why
Leavin' me lonely still

I love my job and hate it all at the same time....