Slowly Slipping Away©

Slowly slipping away. Each moment of every day I see you. I see you as you use to be. I … More

“The Pain of my Mother’s Stroke”

The Pain of it All

I Forget to Remember©

As hard as I try,  I continuously have something gnawing at my brain. It’s the question of what I was … More

Until Next We Meet Again©

With her back to me with her mobile hand free, but not so free. She holds on tightly to her … More

A Day in the Life of ME! – My Birthday Call from Mom©

This morning I was scanning papers to file away on my computer when I decided to clean some of the … More

In The Haze Of Sickness©

Rosalie Barclay: Church Street London Etching Copy (1879-1968) Saint Augustine, Florida, Lost Art Colony (Note to reader: I find a picture … More

Wallowing in My Own Pain©

Wallowing in my own self pity. My bones riddled with pain that won’t cufice and there’s nothing that I can … More

Fear and Anxiety©

Have you ever gone to bed afraid to close your eyes, fearing what might change as you lay sleeping? What … More

Alzheimer’s©

Alzheimer’s slowly steals our loved ones away, one memory at a time, making them victims of this unbearably heinous disease. … More

Fight For Life©

While strolling one day, I lost my way. I saw a crack in the cement foundation. The cement was old … More