Mom is blind and very crippled with osteoporosis, yet she wants her favorite weed hoe, she wants a little vase that meant so much to her, she wants a hair brush she left behind. She seems alert and bright, but she tells me that she cries all day sometimes because she wants something that is gone. I have explained that the items were not saved. There are other things she obsesses about also. I don't know how to help her regain her happiness! I am unhappy myself because I can't help her.
And Mom told them to throw it out! Svenska47 already feels bad. She shouldn't.
We cannot always convince a person to change their attitude, whether it be about possessions or anything else. But we as individuals can continue to learn and grow, and in doing so, hopefully avoid becoming that much more of a burden to others when we are in need of special care.
I’d like to quote from “Steps Toward Inner Peace” by Peace Pilgrim, who helped give me perspective regarding possessions: “Material things must be put into their proper place. They are there for use. It’s all right to use them; that’s what they’re there for. But when they’ve outlived their usefulness, be ready to relinquish them and perhaps pass them on to someone who does need them. Anything that you cannot relinquish when it has outlived its usefulness possesses you….”
Our most valuable possessions are those inner qualities that define us. No thief can take them, no moth can eat them, they do not rust, or decay. If we can help someone under our care to realize this, that is a good thing. We cannot change those who are unwilling to change. But we can at least cultivate our own inner nature, so that we will appreciate those who help us when the time comes that we need them.
Still, it's a good lesson for those of us who will do the mother move-out in the future to wait for a bit before getting rid of everything, and holding on to what we see as most likely to be missed.
My mother died before my father, and he cleared out the house. He has been dead for 16 years, and I'm still mad at him for throwing out her book of handwritten and clipped-out recipes. He thought we would be happier with the Time-Life international cookbook series. So in a sense, you can't win.
second thing is get your mom to a activity like something she adores. divert her min make her feel happy.
keep in mind you are the only person who can help her no body else could.
Now my own mother, close to 80 and a chip off the old block, lives in a 5000 sf house that none of my siblings are willing to blast them out of. My dad, 83, is a complete denier and he compulsively organizes her non ending purchases, partly out of being (true) German and partly out of, I think, embarrassment. With all the square footage of such a big house and his full time organizing, they do not have the outward appearance of hoarders. But as my mother has complained about not being able to get my dad to move out of such a big house, she has constantly gone the other direction of progress in buying junk non stop. She has always done this (used to take me shopping as a kid and would buy me something and make me promise not to tell my father!!!). A few years ago, when my sister who lives down the street from them was having a garage/moving sale (she and her husband are hoarders too) my mother came down and BOUGHT BACK some of the stuff she gave my sister that my dad had convinced her to get rid of!
Long story short, history can tend to repeat itself. My mother was constantly beat up by my grandfather for getting rid of his great stuff and I guarantee, she will do the same thing not far down the road! I guess you just have to develop a tough skin and not fall into the same trap in the future. Do what you know is best. It can be like dealing with teenagers.
It is an excellent point that losing seemingly unimportant things (to anyone else, and things that you would have no idea she might miss -nor perhaps would she either, till it is gone) are a reminder that she is in a phase of life that more than ever signifies loss and dying. Hold her hand, encourage her feelings to come out, validate her point of view and then reinforce that you share those memories (gardening together or her beautiful tomatoes, etc. Whatever is really behind all of this).
My husband's brother very brutally - in my husbands and my opinion - sold everything in an estate sale of my MIL's. Even the family was told 'if you want it, you have to bid on it'. Unbelievable. But it was done. When she entered the nursing home all her familiar things were gone. As time has progressed she has forgotten who got what (almost all of it was sold without any input by BIL). She brings things up and will ask, 'now, do YOU have so and so?' We often say we do. Sometimes we say we aren't sure, but we are sure someone is putting it to good use, just as she did, and then we segue into talking about memories. Or we ask her 'what caused you to think of that, Mom?' and she begins to reminisce.
When my dear sweet grandmother passed away 21 years ago about all I wanted of hers was her electric hand mixer! She and I used to bake and she always let me explore with my cooking. I learned to be a great cook in her kitchen and that motor had a certain...smell that I could smell and remember those times. I kept it even after the worn out rubber cord was frayed and I couldn't use it anymore. Years past and I finally got rid of it. She was gone and so were those times and I no longer needed them to think of her and remember.
I truly believe for your mom the stuff isn't all that important. The memories that came with them and the thought that the memories could GO AWAY is scary. Things are things. If you share the thoughts with her, she may find comfort knowing that those memories will never die.
The bottom line was, that even as I grew into an adult, my mother's penetrating and personal questions put me in the unfortunate position of lying to her, both to preserve my sanity, while at the same time not wanting to hurt her or offend her sensibilities by getting "in her face" with an answer that even though honest, I knew what upset her. I mean, why do that? So, even though with everybody else in my life, honesty being the best policy was my policy. But my mom put me in the position of lying to her because she didn't have any sense of propriety to NOT ask certain questions of an adult.
It was that learning experience that allowed me to be more less comfortable and practicing the therapeutic lying I believe was necessary when caretaking for different people in my life with dementia. Each person must decide this for himself but I decided my main criterion was considering the comfort of the dementia patient.
In this particular case, when mom is reading about her things, I believe you should go into the broken record technique of briefly mentioning there wasn't space to bring all of your stuff, what is it she needed, you get it for her the next time you went to storage. If she doesn't have some dementia going on, she is blind and elderly and if she has the remembrance to ask you what about what you were going to get storage, you bring her something similar and say is this it mom? If she says no (and she very well may say no even if it had been hurt very item, so prepare yourself for that too), just tell her you're looking bring back the right thing the next time. So a combination of therapeutic lying and broken record should give her some peace of mind, which should be your main concern. There's nothing wrong, in the meantime, that you make a humorous little game out of it to keep yourself from going nuts.