Attention

My mother rang me yesterday in a state of distress. I don’t know what’s going on she said. They came and got me and took me to the exercise class. I hadn’t been before, and they thought it would be good for me. So, I went and when I went in there and said hello no-one said hello back. They didn’t even look at me. I said sorry for intruding, but they still didn’t look at me. When I said goodbye, nobody cared. Nobody paid me any attention.

 Nobody paid me any attention.

 This would have been a very new experience for my mother after a lifetime of attracting attention. A lifetime of walking into rooms and turning heads. A lifetime of being beautiful and being admired wherever she went. A lifetime of using her beauty and the force of her personality to draw people to her. A lifetime of this being one of her only sources of power.

Nobody paid me any attention. This was as devastating to my mother as being told she had Alzheimer’s in the first place.

Deborah Nicholson