I’ve been keeping a morning journal for years, and after filling up ones that ranged in price from $10 to $20 each, I started buying the inexpensive composition books that can be had for as little as 50¢ during Back To School sales, and making collages on the covers.
I started this one, specifically about Mom, in April 2015, so I could note any changes in behavior or physical capacity and have an accurate record for discussing with her medical team at her check-ups.
Here’s one of the first entries:
Saturday evening before Easter, at dinner, Mom says, “Tomorrow is Easter Sunday. Now, is that Jesus’ birthday?”
“No, Mom. Christmas is Jesus’ birthday. Easter is when he rose from his tomb.”
She nodded. “Okay.”
It was really quite strange for me, as I have become more agnostic/Buddhist, heathen, even, to explain a basic Christian belief to the mother who never took me to church.
At that time, this conversation seemed remarkable, but now, it would be just another day.