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Hine
Posted on March 28, 2020 3 Comments
One day you will become the embodiment of atua wāhine.It will be in the surrender that she makes her home in you.One day she will arrive and settle in your soul,early on you will go to war with her;How dare she come into your house!Most days you will not even know she calls you home.She […]
When it hurts, it hurts
Posted on February 15, 2016 Leave a Comment
I am hurting. The pain is radiating from my heart and spreading down to the tips of my fingers and toes. It feels as if my hair aches and my finger nails are digging into me. This pain and grief feels familiar, common but also unfamiliar. I have not bathed in grief for a long […]
Letters to my Mama… part 4
Posted on January 5, 2016 Leave a Comment
Dear Mama, This morning your delusions had the best of you, when I came in to say Hi you were so sad. I sat with you and asked you what was wrong, with your beautiful eyes looking up at me, you whispered ‘I think I have to go away.’ I reassured you that you were […]
Letters to my Mama… Part 2
Posted on September 16, 2015 2 Comments
As hard as it is, sometimes it is harder to be away from you. I miss your connection to me I miss you knowing me when you are with me and that is hard, but when you aren’t with me I just miss you and I don’t know which is harder.
The stuck-ness that is life..
Posted on August 28, 2015 Leave a Comment
I can recognize this, seek help, take meds, make a gazillion cups of tea and still I will be stuck in the stuck-ness that is my life.
The cost of caring…
Posted on July 4, 2015 Leave a Comment
I write this and think that maybe a lot of people will say, “maybe it is time for full time care.” It’s not. Trust me.
The turn…
Posted on July 3, 2015 Leave a Comment
We danced on the driveway, a familiar dance of love and hate.
We miss you
Posted on June 25, 2015 1 Comment
And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For the existed.”
Letting go
Posted on June 15, 2015 1 Comment
Caring for my Mama, for my Martha is not easy. It is also not the hardest thing either. If you resist it, it’ll be cruel to you, if you let it in, it’ll be magic!!
Letters to my Mama… part 1
Posted on June 11, 2015 1 Comment
Firstly I wanted to tell you that I love you. I love you so much it often brings tears to my eyes just thinking about you.
Me, Martha and Alzheimer's 