Words of My Mother: Part 13- Escape

The past two days have been torturous for my mother. 89 years old,controlled by Alzheimer's, battling pneumonia and in congestive heart failure, she waged war on everyone and everything around her as she was taken from the Alzheimer's facility where she lived for the past several years and was admitted to the hospital yesterday. My sisters and technology enabled me to be in the loop today while they were there physically and I was at work. Texts, and emails, and phone calls kept me abreast of her medical condition and escalating fears that manifested themselves in loud screams and profanity. I will be with her in the morning to try my best to soothe her raging spirit despite knowing she no longer recognizes her four daughters. Tonight I need her words to soothe me as I prepare myself emotionally for what lies ahead. I browsed through the books of poems she has written looking for solace and chose this one.

The melody that whirls in my brain
has the depth of a symphony.
The song that bursts from my lips
makes the birds weep at their failure.
My feet dance with the wild abandon
of roving gypsy tribes.
Joy strains through every pore
like the flowing sap in the springtime.
With the crackle of a raging fire
I am consumed by love.


Her poem reminds me of her favorite song that I used to sing when a part of our church folk group.

This is the mother I once had. If only she could be free to feel this way again.


The Byrds- Turn, Turn, Turn

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Comment by Marlene Dunham on May 24, 2013 at 11:24pm

So heartwrenching Lisa.  May her words soothe you & prepare you for the hard road that lies ahead.  I can't help but think by reading your mother's words that I see where you get your love for all that is music.  Peace to you, my friend.

Comment by JMac1949 Memories on May 25, 2013 at 8:30am

Ecclesiastes says it all... for every time there is a season.  Hoping for the best for you and your family.  R&L


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