I wrote this piece while I was in NY in late December ’19 on a special trip to see my Mom. Special thanks to my beautiful, loving cousin Chris Dolce who made all of this possible.
We had just reunited a few months prior & she truly is a gift from God.
Here’s how I recounted a very special visit we made to see my Mom at the Golden Gate Nursing Home in Staten Island…
“Pls raise your hand if you believe in Christmas miracles…
โ๐ผ โ๐ผ โ๐ผ โ๐ผ โ๐ผ โ๐ผ โ๐ผ โ๐ผ โ๐ผ โ๐ผ
I’m in NY, visiting my Mom in the nursing home with my sister Rosemarie Leto & our cousin, Chris. We were joined by my nephew/Godson, Joey & Christine Latuga Leto (Crissy), his wife.
My Mom is 91 y/o (now 92) & has been suffering terribly from dementia for the past few years.
Today, she was totally non-verbal. Didn’t say a word, nothing. In fact, she hadn’t spoken for a few months now.
She didn’t recognize nor acknowledge anyone.
It was really hard, so very difficult, on me. I haven’t been able to travel at all with my stupid issues ย & as such, haven’t seen her in ~5 years.
My Mom would stare at me with this “wanting” look. It appeared as if he recognized me, but was unable to speak.
We spent over an hour & a half with her in her room…then, it was time to go. We had come straight from JFK Airport & still hadda check into our hotel before meeting everyone for dinner.
We’re saying good-bye to my Mom so I get up & give her a kiss. “I love you, Mommy.”
“ARE YOU MY SON???”
OMG, the tears instantly started flowing from everyone’s eyes! She had not uttered a single sound before that!
We were absolutely stunned!!! Something truly miraculous had just occurred. Like I said, she hadn’t said anything in months, much less a complete, crystal-clear, coherent sentence!
We wheeled her out from her room & down the hallway, waiting for an aide to come & bring her into the game room.
Again, I kiss her & tell her that I love her.
“YOU ARE MY SON!!!”
We had just witnessed a true Christmas miracle! I had been an absolute mess before all of this, not really knowing exactly how to feel. As happy as I was to see my Mom, it was so hard to realize that she no longer remembered, or even, recognized me.
I WILL NOW ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS BELIEVE IN MIRACLES.
“Thank you, Baby Jesus, and a very Merry & Blessed Christmas to all…
…and to all, a good night!
Love you, Mommy! โค๏ธ ๐ค ๐”
As always, thank you so much for listening!”
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