My trip to Gothenburg my parents went just fine. I was nice to take the train, sit there and just read and even close the eyes for a while. My dad picked me up from the rail way station and we drove home. There we found my mother - she looked so old and stooping. The strong lady we all knew had disappeared. And the sad part was that she did NOT recognize me! When I was in my room packing up I could hear her say to dad:

- Is she from the home care centre?

It took her some hours before she recognized me and then she was so happy that I came to visit. Happily for us all - she knew me the whole weekend. But when it comes to the time line, she is a little bit late. I asked her if she knew what year it was and she answered that it was 1980!!

It was a shock for her when I told that it was 2008. No wonder that she is asking about dead relatives and friends and wondering where they are.

The weekend was sunny and lovely. But I know that I need to take more time to do trips like this to help them both. Keeping mother some company and helping father so that he can relax a bit or just wash the car without any hurry.

Hope that you all had a nice weekend.
Hugs, Niina