On one of our last visits,
\nI pointed to the sky and said,
\n\u201coh, mom, look! —
\nlook at that bird flying above us!\u201d
\nand she said, \u201cwhat I see is
\na long, long line of energy.\u201d
\nAnd her world was different and good.<\/p>\n
She was a realist:
\nshe often said she was demented. She said one time,
\n\u201cif we sound scattered,
\nit is because we are.\u201d
\nAnd her world was different and good.<\/p>\n
She only forgot me once.
\nRiding in the car, she asked my name.
\nA moment of shock and then I said, \u201cDee. My name is Dee.\u201d
\nAnd she said, \u201coh, that\u2019s my daughter\u2019s name.\u201d
\nCheerful, happy.
\nAnd then she remembered I was her daughter and she
\nrejoiced. And we both celebrated.
\nAnd her world was different and good.<\/p>\n
Sometimes I miss my time in that world —
\nall present tense, joyful,
\nloving, uncomplicated.
\nBirds, roses, the sounds of tambourines and piano,
\nvoices lifted in song drifting to the memory care patio.
\nThe water splashing in the fountain next to us.
\nTrue.
\nTogether.
\nTimeless.
\nHer world: different and good.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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