The cruel disease is progressing,
taking my mother, and leaving someone who looks like her...
Such a fine line, a narrow stretch of road in this journey-
allowing independence, yet protecting
God has blessed me with patience when I'm with her,
answering the same questions,
finding helpful strategies.
I reassure her that we are on this journey together, and that I love her.
the tears come later...
such painful missing
feeling alone
Yet the sun comes up each new day,
and I'm thankful for the opportunity to honor my mother...
answering the same questions,
finding helpful strategies,
reassuring her,
and loving her.