An essay for carers

Why I will always treasure the healthcare pros who came into our lives when Burt got ill. There is a diminishment that comes with dementia. The dementia sufferer and the family who loves him see their quality of life plummet. It happens over time, but it also is evident early on, sometimes on day one.Continue reading “An essay for carers”

In a world gone mad

In a world gone mad, perhaps No madder, crazier than it has Been building – puffing itself up To, a world askew, I dream of You sitting by my left shoulder, When I awake disappointed to Find you gone, this feels sane, Missing you in a world turned Mad by liars, confidence men, Swindlers andContinue reading “In a world gone mad”

Midtown west

Our old stomping ground After the hard years, I get to remember and celebrate all the good years New York City Center has been restored beautifully. It’s a bright elegant spot even with all the superb theatrical venues the City sports. I have been a habituée for longer than you need to know. [Hey, itContinue reading “Midtown west”

Our journey. Now it’s my journey alone

I know that Burt is guiding me through this part of the journey. I say this despite my averred non-[even, perhaps anti] spiritual stance. As a new acquaintance told me yesterday, we don’t approach death in a direct way. We don’t for many reasons, one of which is a natural fear of our mortality. WeContinue reading “Our journey. Now it’s my journey alone”

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