Lockdown Diary 2

Lockdown always seems to bring on some vivid dreams.

My Mum, who at 85 is living with Alzheimer’s in a care home, came into a dream last night. 

“When old people were dying, we always used to cuddle them.  Now they don’t do that,” she said.

Someone else was there; I don’t know who it was.  I had the feeling it was my Dad, but did not see him clearly. I got up to go and give her a hug, but stopped short, thinking, “What if I am the one who gives her Covid?”  And then I woke up with a start.  It was ten to four in the morning.


9 thoughts on “Lockdown Diary 2”

  1. So strange and sad but comforting in a way with knowing your Dad is there for her too. Sounds like a lot of love which ever way you look at it x

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