her thread came loose —
i was but a boy
maybe eight years old
and she kept repeating herself —
she could not remember
what she’d just told us
and it frightened me
like i’d landed in a madhouse —
not my grandmother’s
where we came to visit
my mother talked to me in the car —
what’s wrong with grandma?
She is going through [what was then usually called] senility
She loses her sense of where she is, and
Time goes back and forth
In her head
It’s something that sometimes happens…
‘Senility’ is God’s way of reminding us that…
That the mind and the soul
Are not the same thing
will she get better?
No, son, she won’t.
Her mind will gradually unravel
Until she’s ready
ready for what?
To be free
6 thoughts on “Grandmother / Mother”
Very powerful and beautiful.
This is great! Thanks for sharing it.
Lovely writing and beautifully decorated room.
This is such a precise yet philosophical description of that feeling!