mom had sort of an episode last night. after we got into bed, she came bangging on our door and got all irate and demanded to know who is sleeping in the bedroom. the room where we are now used to be her's and dad's bedroom. even though they've had slept separetly for many many years before my dad passed away, i think she is still feeling ownership that it is "their" bedroom. she got a bit emotional saying things like there are certain things in the room that are personal. although i didn't think these "things" were real objects, i offered to get these personal things for her, but she mumbled something i couldn't understand. i told her that i'll get what she needs whenever she wants it, and that if she needed to come get them herself, just feel free to come in. maybe that made her feel a little better, 'cause she mumbled something else and headed back to her room. i thought she was gonna cry. she was probably having some memory flash backs of dad when he was still alive.
all is fine in the morning with no mention of the night before. she even asked me again where are we sleeping, and didn't make any further comments when i told her that we're in dad's old room. but that won't be the last time that's gonna happen, i'm sure.
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