The constant demands make me feel like I don't even know how to laugh anymore. How do you find any type of joy or laughter in your life now that life has consumed you completely due to meeting everyone else's needs?
The hard part is over.
I'm matching you with one of our specialists who will be calling you in the next few minutes.
maybe itll get better now that my slackjoweled renter is gone . when she wasnt chainsmoking and hacking her lungs up she was stomping thru the house like a 3 legged cow .
no offense to handicapped cows anywhere .
Took her to Whole Foods to buy a supplement. She occupied the poor employee for at least a half hour while I stood about 15 feet away, within earshot. Mom kept pointing to me and explaining how I told her to take probiotics and now she's sick and whenever I approached to help clarify why Mom was there and what she needed my mother viciously verbally attacked me.
Another customer in the aisle said to me, "What a rude person that is! She was really harsh with you! And look how she is taking up everyone's time, other customers need assistance. What nerve! You are being nice to her. Do you KNOW that person?"
"No, I often don't feel I know her. But actually, she's my mother."
The customer looked at me with pity. "Don't worry, that was nothing. You should see her behavior in the car!" We both laughed. "She has a lot of mental problems going on. Always did."
Back to the real life movie: me and mother. Trying not to take it so seriously. Soon she will be gone and I get my life back. Right now I view her with love,
rage, and pity. I am absurd in my own way and I use my humor to keep perspective. This too will pass. At least we are not in an earthquake. Things could be worse.
I went off!!! I have never disrespected my parents I was so mad I told him
Sit down and I held my hand above in a fist and sit down or I'll knock you down! I'm loosing it! Im serious.
It to me!
I like to think of God as the Divine Director and the whole thing here as a kind of Seinfeld show. We are intriguing, complicated, funny, unique characters! Every other moment we see inequities, injustice, and strange contrasts. We see mystery, misery, delusions, and absurdities. Write down or mentally tell your story, but play it fast forward, or slightly exaggerated. Juxtapose a section on another memory, listen to poets, writers, tv sit coms.
I sure think that getting old has a ton of humorous moments!! Just not being able to hear what someone said and answering inappropriately can be very funny. Even my Mom laughed at her own moments like that.
Just today I was trying to explain to my mother how hard it is to visit my Dad (who is living alone now). I don't know how to communicate with him because he is now legally blind, and very deaf, plus his mind is getting more demented every month. (He's 95). He has other family members who I am not close to who take care of him and have their own shifts.
"Well what do the other people do when you're not there?" My mother asked me.
I thought a moment and then we both laughed.
Joy is the music of your soul that is ALWAYS prsent. You are wired with it. Just switch the mind's focus and listen to it. A bird, a cat, the sunset or sunrise, the sound of rain, there is always something that will remind you that you are here, you are blessed, and you ARE that joy.