So easy to forget to do this, do easy to do.
Category: dementia
Making Peace
“you know what happens when we victimize ourselves? When we hand over our power to circumstances? We lose everything that matters. We lose the freedom to change, the grace to rise above, the strength to get up off the couch. We have given the power away. We can no longer conjure it when we need it most.”
― from “Chasing Slow: Courage to Journey Off the Beaten Path”
When I Live in the Night
Life has turned again, which it does when living with a mother whose mind says one thing and body says another. So 3 a.m. comes again and again.
I can go months without reading poetry, but suddenly the words return. This one from Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
Into the Dark Again
by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
Dark and getting darker—
nothing to do but to make of the body
a home for darkness,
to open every secret drawer
where we hide our private darknesses.
Who knows what might happen then?
How immeasurable we are. It is only
terrifying until it becomes freedom.
Grace comes in the strangest costumes.
Did you really think you didn’t need help?
This night, stay awake.
Some things we can see no other way.