Posts Tagged Writing

A Caregiver’s Story…. Flashback Installment #2 Good Days and Bad Nights

Today was a good day. Mom had energy, she was talkative and ate pretty well too. We spent a couple hours sitting in her bed watching TV and talking. It was nice having my cognitive pleasant mother around for the afternoon. The afternoon left me hopeful that the evening might be nice too. But then came […]

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A Caregiver’s Story….Flashback Installment #1 Ch, Ch, Ch, Changes

  Since Christmas, my world has turned upside down. Mom is needing more help in her daily activities, is unsteady on her feet, has a harder time breathing, is taking longer to recover from exertion (and her extremities actually turn purple while recovering.) And I do not feel comfortable leaving the house for any length […]

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Why Do I Write?

The ninth life, asked the question, Why Do You Write?  That is a complex question to ask my fogged brain on a lazy Sunday; and how do I answer it?  Is it even possible to answer it simply? My writing most likely began because I read at an early age; I can hardly remember a […]

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