Last week while shopping for treats to take to my daughter’s home I discovered a bag of multi-coloured carrots. We enjoyed eating these fresh, tasty carrot sticks. I normally enjoy trying new things, and new ideas. In fact, I don’t like getting stuck in a rut, and often seek new adventures.
This week I am staying with my mother who is struggling with dementia. In her life, routine is very important. Yesterday we were too busy to take care of the weekly laundry, which caused great anxiety for her. We are doing the laundry today, but because she sees on her clock that today is Saturday, I am asked about the change in routine every couple of minutes.
Working freelance most of my life has worked well for me — routine is nearly impossible, since every day has a different schedule. Some days I have time for meals; other days I grab something quickly while heading off to another lesson or rehearsal.
This morning I am taking my mother on a new adventure. We will be going for a drive. She hasn’t done that in months, as my sister has settled into a routine of caring for mom which does not include space for breaking out of the routine. Hopefully I will never give up the desire for adventure.
Reflections 