I am a care giver for my aging mother. Not much humor in that. Bittersweet at times maybe, frustrating, yes! But funny not so much.   If it were anyone else’s mother with dementia I might find humor in how this lady dresses now. She…

Mom Has Gone She left some time ago… Where she went, I don’t know. Her body remains, Her voice she retains… Yet, her memories are gone, And sadly, so his her song. Mom was a singer extraordinaire, The loss of her breast, …just one; It…

Locked inside a strangers mind, they wait. In search of treasured memories, they wait. Speaking to loved ones they no longer recognize, they wait. Playing a lone game of seek and find, they wait. Scared the second control loses grip, they wait. Masking forgotten words with…