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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
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Feb 13, 2017
Feb 13, 2017 at 1:44 AM UTC
Conversations in Retrograde
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.
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Feb 13, 2017
Feb 13, 2017 at 1:44 AM UTC
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