September is chilly mornings and classroom routines, cardigans dragged home, and the onset of colds. Grandma packs her bag with activities to distract, a soup
Category: aging
Re-Purposing The Garage
It’s complicated, really, but so much is defined by the presence of a garage. Here is a stand-alone, connected by a breezeway, single-car with storage;
Numb
Pain no longer a threat having found numbness – semi-permanent vacation from insistence of chronic battles, this unchosen life. (Image from personal collection)
Letters and Words
Letters jostle for position back-up attempt to regroup get detoured Frustration builds and obstacles pop-up – cognition faltering Circuits are jumbled pathways rerouting patience exploding expression
Lost Childhood
Gossamer that thread, that sparkle, that vestige of my youth I try to hold on, gnarly grip no match for her exuberance Hope we reunite
Do We Ever Know?
Did she know, setting the empty bottles on the stoop, or later, reading the daily while sipping first morning tea? Did she have an inclining
