Each week Ruth Ayres extends an invitation to share and celebrate events, big or small, from our week.
Today I celebrate my grandma. I am 51 years old and lucky to still have my grandma in my life. She will turn 91 in just a few weeks. Tonight I sit with her and watch her sleep, understanding that the mind is such a fragile thing. And I write these words which are on my heart.
Grandma
slowly
day by day
pieces of her
leave unexpectedly
without saying goodbye
words escape her
so we sit together
and enjoy
a silent conversation
memories are mere moments
of another person's life
one she doesn't remember
a moment of hope
a sparkle in her eye
she knows me
if for only for a short while
and I smile
and say
I love you,
Grandma
Have a great week, and may you find many celebrations along the way.
This is touching, Leigh Anne=>words escape her/so we sit together/and enjoy/a silent conversation. This is a lovely tribute to your grandmother.
ReplyDeleteOh Leigh Anne, this is so very true and your words are wonderful. I think, if you don't mind, I am going to print this out and post at the nursing home to share with others.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem to celebrate a dear person in your life. When I was in high school, I used to visit my grandmother in the nursing home. Sometimes she knew me, sometimes she thought I was my mother, but always I loved the time we had together! Those silent conversations are a blessing too. So much love penned in your lines!
ReplyDeleteWatching someone so special slip away is difficult. What a lovely poem you have written to honor a special woman in your life.
ReplyDeleteYou are wise to recognize those moments. Enjoy them. Make them a part of your memories and you.
ReplyDeleteWow. I'm 51 as well, but my grandmother would be 122-- 100 years older than my daughter! My mother is 82, and it's just painful to watch her not be herself. More info about the 48 HBC at http://msyinglingreads.blogspot.com/2016/06/more-details-about-48hbc.html
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