Sometimes Edna says things that seem pretty profound.  She remarks on some of the mysteries of life.  Usually, I have to admit, these fade off at the end of the sentence, and I lose track of what she is trying to say.  I think she does to.  Here's the example from this evening, that led me to start this topic.  I'll try to catch and document more, as they happen.

Everyone interested, please add the words of your own loved ones.

Edna:  "Why is it, that when I get ready to be happy, things come up and say "yah, yah, yah....."?

Later:  "Where would I be if that was right?"

PS:  For those of you who think "Who's Edna, and why is she talking like this?", see the topics Smiles for Our Journey Journal, and Surprising Little Losses.  Briefly, Edna is my older sister, age 75 now, who has Alzheimer's dementia.  I am her primary caregiver, with huge help from a wonderful program called PACE. 

edited to add:  And then there are the comments that are far from profound, as in her comment just now:

"I thought you were going to give me a nik-nik, thing-thing."

She had a remark this afternoon that leaves me metaphorically scratching my head.  (Not uncommon.)

As readers of the "Smile" topic may know, Edna is pretty much obsessed with the death of our mother.

She was crying, mourning "I couldn't even marry my mother. (pause)  She was already married."

MAYBE she said or meant "bury", but it sounded to me like "marry".

Again on our mother and her death...

Does she know that she's dead?

Later:

Nobody wouldn't tell a person that she's dead, would they?

Linda, I don't have to meet Edna to know I like her. And the way you tell stories about her just warms my heart.

Stay strong and keep your sense of humor.

I have to share a chuckle from the other night. I go to my dad's every day after work and stay with him for a few hours. Lately, he's been using the commode right beside his bed during naptime and nighttime, keeps him so much safer that way. The other night, he takes his walker into the bedroom, navigates all around his bed, all the way to the commode, and uses it. Because it's safer. Right? Then he navigates his way all the way back out and goes to the bathroom to brush his teeth. I love my dad. He's the absolute best.

Last night I was getting Edna's pills (I crush them and put them in applesauce, so she can swallow them more easily).

She said, "Pills?  Do I take pills?

A: yes, every night.

Edna:  How many?

A; (I always joke when she asks this, and answer "About 2 dozen")

Edna:  I can't live FOREVER!!!

I just unearthed a bit of paper where I had written a comment Edna made a couple of years ago.  As best I remember the circumstances, this was a comment regarding a lady that she often sat beside on the van bringing her home from the PACE day center.  The staff said they often sat together at the day center and on the bus, and the staff members considered the two of them friends.

Edna had come very frank comments, thinking that this lady thought very highly of herself, and spoke of her past important job and social position.  She also spoke of the man who came to meet this lady to take her off the van, sometimes calling him her son and other times her husband.

One day Edna remarked:

"I can see why her husband wanted to change himself to be her son."

Edna to me:  I can't kill you every time I want to, because I love you very, very much.

Edited to add:  And this one.  She was trying to ask something about "us", but could not come up with the right ?adverb?.  She didn't really want to ask "Where are we?", but was not able to put into words what she wanted. 

So I suggested, "Do you want to ask 'How old are we?'?"  She immediately retorted:

OH NO, not that!

Edna sounds wonderful.  My mother (86) doesn't have dementia but she does get confused at times and can't think of the words (more than normal). 

I love reading about your sister.

I was giving her her pills (crushed up in applesauce), and she asked:

    Are we on the way to heaven?

    Yes, we certainly are!

A few bites later, she asked the following.  I have NO idea what she was referring to, and did not dare ask.  Maybe still on the topic of heaven, but I sorta doubt it.

    Where are they gonna' put 'em?