When someone you love is diagnosed with dementia as a caregiver your own life gets turned inside out as well. In fact probably even more as the caregiver. But really who knows? All of us are having our own experiences through our personal realities. Who are any of us to say what's real or not real in any given moment for anyone else.
For me poetry and music have been consistent ways to examine emotions and personal growth the experience gifts me. Recently, I have found myself, once again, pulling at the threads my emotions through poetry. Some how by placing one word next to another I am able to find peace with grief. But even more powerful, I have been able to unravel the gift of the journey.
Here are two of my most recent poems:
a cardinal rests
it’s frozen reflection
~ encapsulated
your colorful life stilled
in a lake of memories
It is National Anti-bullying Month too? October seems to be a month were we concentrate on things we don’t want. Cancer, Bullies, even Zombies. I guess when we take a moment and think about our lives we discover there are a lot of monsters hiding under our beds.
I will be sharing my own “anti-bullying” poem soon. It might look differently than what one might expect from a poem about bullying. But if we are going to rid ourselves of the bully monster that lies under our beds then we need to rethink the disguises that monster wears.
Meanwhile, I want to share Shane Koyczan’s poem To This Day…
Let’s be nice to each other.
Peace be with you,
Delaina