Celebrating a Year

November 15, 2015

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11.15.15A trip north to visit Mom. She is slowly fading, although she still recognizes me, and reads the names I’ve written on the photos in her album as if they are familiar still. The portrait of her with Dad needs no caption, and I breathe a silent prayer of thanks that remains true. I call my distant brother and sister so they can chat, for their peace of mind and her momentary enjoyment. We remain, somehow, the sketchily remembered fabric of her life, and I will never stop trying to stretch that shrinking vista to wrap her in our love.

Written by mairmusic

November 17, 2015 at 12:41 pm

Posted in November

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  1. How wonderful that you have such times.


    November 17, 2015 at 3:38 pm

    • Yes, I am grateful we can still connect in a meaningful way.


      November 18, 2015 at 2:51 pm

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