This is my Lady…..my Josephine…..Ms. Jo…….Faithie……….she is my person. She is my mentor. She is one of my most favorite people who ever walked the Earth.
My Lady is not well. She has a lot going on, medically. She has had to be placed in a nursing home because we, as her family, cannot keep up with all her needs at home anymore. It has broken my heart.
She is beginning to go in and out of lucidness. I know she knows me because when she seems me walking down the hall, she smiles and waves. She knows I am someone that she loves. For a while there, I was Ramona….whoever Ramona is…I don’t know. She knows my husband’s name is Bart. She says that his name is Bart and he is her boyfriend and she loves him. All of this is true LOL
The other day, I went to visit my sweet Lady and her son and daughter in law were there. We sat outside, getting some fresh air. She waved at me when I walked up to her. I came up, and I kissed her on the cheek and I asked her if she knew who I was, today. She just smiled, never said my name, but she said she knew me.
After a bit, I got up in her space again…..she was wearing the same shirt she has on in the picture above. It is my favorite shirt on her. I told her that and then I said “oh, Lady, I love you so much. You are my favorite.” She came too, patted my cheeks and said “oh, Brandi, I love you. What would I do without you.” My heart nearly exploded.
She was not lucid there for a little bit after that.
Then, the strangest thing happened. This young man pulled up and he walked behind her patting her shoulders. She turned to see who was touching her and then she began speaking FLUENT French. Now, bear in mind, she lived in France when her boys were young. He spoke French back to her. Then he would ask her something in French and she would answer him in FLUENT German. This went on for quite a while. They began discussing quadratic equations and the periodic table. She never missed a beat.
She. Never. Missed. A. Beat. People.
I asked her son if she knew German. He said no. I called and asked her granddaughter if she knew German. She said no. I asked the gentleman if she was speaking it correctly because she does not know that language….he said every answer was appropriate and correct.
I am shocked.
Seriously………she thinks the year is 1917 (17 years BEFORE she was born). She thinks my name is Ramona and my husband is her boyfriend….yet she speaks 2 languages and can dissect equations like nobody’s business.
This Lady…………..oh…………….how I love her.