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Date: 2022-12-19 06:53 pm (UTC)the vacant disconnection of older family members when we visit and try to comfort them is the hardest thing. just want so desperately to fix it. was walking (on crutches) in the park with my brother yesterday, where we used to take mom every week (or, I did) for walks, and i was trying to embrace the aspects of sweetness of her last few years, how she was just so grateful for the sky and the trees and the sounds of the park, such simple delights that she would embrace whole-heartedly. i wish so much that her final years could have been different, and it's mostly just painful to think about her deterioration - i'm not sure if those small joyful moments are enough to counteract the pain, but i try to honor them anyway. it's all i have, times like this. she was so good at making holidays magical, we miss her so much.