so many tables stacked with catalogs and coffee cups our long discussions cluttered with memories and relatives long renting spaces underground potential plans made like guest beds in our minds favorite tv shows devouring our afternoons and evenings together dotted with occasional power struggles minds at odds a generational dissonance the backdrop for the need to leave the nest again freedom I sought and liberty was gained now flash forward less than a decade later and you are wrapped in a mere flesh shell of existence no longer engaged in this world with anything but breath and discomfort thankful for tender mercies am I for you still remember me for now
I have begun to lose my mother to some form of dementia over the past 2 years .I have to relive old conversations from years and decades past , because she cannot actually discuss anything really anymore . She is repetitive and circular in nature now and short term memory is getting worse. She was so sharp witted .We had a rough mother -daughter relationship. She does love me , and I am an only child.My father takes care of her currently and they live several states away from me .She hardly laughs anymore.It is sad for us all to see her disappearing.