Today has overall been a relaxing day. I decided to enjoy some downtime including some warm rose hip tea. Delicious.
Not knowing exactly what to watch I put on 'Barney's Version'. There was an unexpected turn in the film when we begin to understand that his character is suffering from dementia or Alzheimer's. This brought me back to when my grandmother was diagnosed with Alzheimer's.
Here was a woman that helped redesign the Pentagon, worked for years in the Washington D.C. area and was the epitome of all things creative. From designing her own Christmas ornaments, clothing, furniture, home, to not knowing what day of the week it was. I witnessed the frustration in her face as the doctors asked her the same questions over and over and her pretending that it didn't matter who the president was since she had seen so many in office. Who cared if it was spring, summer, fall or winter. The most independent woman being Baker Acted by the doctor at the hospital when utter rage consumed her from not being able to answer the questions and attacking him.
It has been years now, the tattoo on my wrist a constant reminder of her beautiful unique handwriting and the talent I have that only scratches the surface of hers. I miss her so desperately. I remember her telling me she wished she could speak to me more but she couldn't remember my phone number. The film reminding me of what it is truly like to watch a mind deteriorate, her genius not to be forgotten.
So a reflective tear is shed. So many memories of my sweet Marie.
