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Three Little Twitter Night Contemplations on Caring for A Parent with Dementia

January 27, 2015

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image

What a headache, I said

You brought a glass of olive oil
A pack of gum
And kissed my forehead

The soul urges action
The head forgets method

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imageSome nights
the quiet is too loud
the wine not quick enough
the smile skin-deep

I feign participation
Tomorrow will be better

I tell myself

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imageAs the soul winds down
And Morpheus seduces
You’ll visit me again
(why do you come so often?)
Whole like you used to be
Efficient, thrifty, comforting
Mother, once more

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9 Comments leave one →
  1. January 27, 2015 5:51 pm

    Dementia tests each of us so keenly

  2. January 27, 2015 6:39 pm

    Reblogged this on sdbast.

  3. iamamro permalink
    January 27, 2015 7:26 pm

    Bless you sir xx

  4. KELStephen permalink
    January 27, 2015 7:43 pm

    Courage Kindness Love. All the best Alex.

  5. January 27, 2015 10:04 pm

    Heartbreaking but beautiful,

  6. January 28, 2015 4:25 pm

    Remember all those wonderful times when she was whole. They are the bricks you are built from.

    You are a credit to your Mum, Alex. Think how proud she must be of you.

    Best wishes from both of us.

  7. Rose permalink
    January 28, 2015 7:36 pm

    Beautiful

    • Helen permalink
      February 2, 2015 11:08 am

      Feel for you but what lovely words for her. Hope my kids have half as much to say for me

  8. February 4, 2015 3:12 pm

    Reblogged this on My PhD Research Journey.

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