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Friday, December 07, 2007

55 Flash Fiction Friday



"I'm the Nice Stranger"

She's forgotten her life.
She sits now and smiles.
Sings too.
Doesn't know to who or why.

She even knows my name.
Asks me the same questions,
over and over again.
It's ok though. I answer over and over again.
She's my child now, as I was hers.

Mom has Alzheimers.
Peace
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27 comments:

buffalodick said...

It's tough. It is the cycle of life, and thank God I'm through that phase of it. Both my folks are gone, and I know how the parent becomes the child. A wish for Peace to you this time....

RW said...

That must be so hard to handle. Have a good weekend Odat!

Constance said...

OUCH. A very cruel disease for both parent and child to have to live with.

Empress Bee (of the high sea) said...

thanks odat, for being such a wonderful daughter... thanks.

smiles, bee

Anonymous said...

Your Mom is blessed first to have you as her daughter, and now, to be your daughter. May her smiles never fade.
Twinhead.

Sarge Charlie said...

We have a daughter like you, smile.

Anonymous said...

God bless you Odat !

Schmoop said...

Nicely done Odat. Cheers...

Open Grove Claudia said...

Gosh - this is good. I like how you reference real experience that everyone can relate too. Then punch the end with efficient language! Well done!

Open Grove Claudia said...

Ok, mine is up! My day - 55 Flash Fiction Friday

Real Live Lesbian said...

Very well done. Nice turn and very poignant.

It must be hard for you. It's not yet my time...

Peace

Claudia said...

very well written and so touching. Hugs to you!!

BikerbabeNJ said...

I hope you take it the right way, but I'd like to live in her head. There's so much stress and strife in live sometimes, at least she has a safe place where she's safe. (and happy)

I too, watched both my parents go... it's very hard and I'm sending my tightest hug to ya. (((((((((((Odat)))))))))))))

BikerbabeNJ said...

dang I wish I proofread my stuff... ugh!

Odat said...

buffalo, thank you for your wish.

roger, it's really not so bad...we learn to accept....you have a great weekend too.

annie, yup...i'm hoping a cure comes soon.

bee...aww...that was sweet.

Hey Twinhead, my friend...that's reall kind of you to say that....I just wish I could sing like her...lol.

Sarge, If my Dad were alive today, I' think he would be like you....with that sweet sense of humor and caring attitude!

paul, thanks, i'll take all the blessings I can get. :-)

matt-man...thanks, that means a lot.

OG Claudia, thanks!!!! (gonna read yours now!)

Real, Thanks so much...and like I said, it's not really that hard on me...it was at first, but with acceptance comes freedom from self.

Claudia, Thanks...the hugs felt good!

biker, my friend, it's so nice to see you....and yes I can understand exactly what you mean...wouldn't it be nice just to sit and smile and sing all day...
(hey, I do that sometimes in the office...hehe)... thank you for your hugs.....hugs back!!!

Peace All.

Akelamalu said...

A terrible disease, your Mum is lucky to have you. x

Your 55 describes the disease perfectly.

katherine. said...

well done...

as a Mom (and selfish bitch that I am) would rather pass on than put my child through caring for me with Alzheimers. Is that harsh?

none said...

It's really rough, luckily there are developing new treatments all the time. It's got to be heartbreaking to watch someone degenerate like that.

M@ said...

Flash fiction, eh? I like it. I like to do "flash" creative non-fiction. Embellishment is, after all, the essence of good storytelling. Plus, who has time to read a novel anymore?

Anonymous said...

Beautiful poem, Odat!

Jeff B said...

Pain and love
Through your heart felt words
Compassion and strength
Are your gifts to bare

Maddy said...

My Dad too. It's tough with the distance too.
Best wishes

This is my calling card or link"Whittereronautism"until blogger comments get themselves sorted out.

Ralph said...

Odat, you are a wonderful daughter. The fact that you are doing so much for your mother is great. I do not know if I could do as much, my parents are gone. If my parents were around, could I do what you are doing now? I don't know if I could, but you are obviously giving back to your mom more than you received. That is priceless...Our best, our prayers to you, a devoted and loving daughter. Peace...

Oswegan said...

I remember my grandfather going through that. It was difficult, but everyone loved him so it was ok.

~Oswegan

Oswegan said...

Plus, I'm starting to think you might be a poet.

This is another heartfelt example.

Did I spell that right?

~Oswegan

Patti said...

This was beautifully written, Odat. I am starting to learn about the parent becoming the child.
Sending you my thoughts, prayers and hugs as you deal with your mother's illness.

Echomouse said...

{{Hug}} My father had that too.