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Tag Archives: illness
prayer – April 24
————— 4.24.2017 face on the pillow cheeks marked by the oxygen line. her eyes are down barely open and it scares the hell out of me what happened to the little girl, precious diamond child, at age forty … Continue reading
alzheimer’s – January 9
1.9.2017 a bright face wrestling with the wrath of mind cells going of life loves passing of bodily distancing and medical monitoring and the loss of knowing if God still loves him. ————————-
in the moment – September 24
9.24.2015 purple crocheted pullover cap crowns the now balded head, the smile and persona fully there. old friend across a room, daughters on either side, reminiscing about kids and hopes and possibilities while the stark option lies out … Continue reading
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Kyrie – May 31
5.31.2015 mortality creeps in on little scabs unhealing wounds ever so small. at a certain age the wheel turns and something, something, will be a turning that won’t retreat. the mind knows it but not … Continue reading
angel of compassion – April 1
4.1.2015 the night when the chills come, I wrap deep into my blanket wool cap on my head, toesies in socks, sniffles and sneezes tearing at muscles and the angel of mercy and generosity brings to me a cup … Continue reading
road to the hospital – December 8
12.8 the road to the hospital is a lonely one when the subject is yourself. you need to do tests, you need to go there right now thank you. so you let out the dog and make sure … Continue reading
