Written by Liz Mackenzie
In November it crept from well-concealed lair,
scandalous as a leaked document, exposed like a naked MP
caught in flagrante.
A snarl, a claw, raw with hunger this tiger freed,
eyes wild with greed and outrage, fear
confusion, need.
Perfect polite reticence cloaked now in mania
continued to wreak slow havoc, like dawn’s blaze
rattling sleep.
It came
departed
will visit again.
No one spoke of it …
Text © Liz Mackenzie
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What you say is so true, threads that hold the experiences we share, as well as the differences. Being around someone with dementia, for me, was the ultimate art of being in the here and now, what just happened or what comes next no longer relevant. I found, if I could stay there, I felt more connected to those loved ones.
there are the good days, and there are the bad ones, at the very start, and as the elderly person deteriorates by the day, the person we love and care about slowly, vanishing away, and all we can hold onto, are the, memories we had of them from before, and before we know it, they will be gone, so we need to, cherish every single moment we share with those whom we love.