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Direction

In addition to the recent diagnosis of RA the year has been filled with a myriad of challenges, not unlike your own. Tackling these challenges during a health issue have been interesting.

My mother recently moved in with us and she has mild dementia. Shuffling her legal papers, paying her bills, refilling her prescriptions, setting up new doctors, moving everything to our state, changes of address, etc., all during a freaking PANDEMIC has tested us all. My husband has been a godsend. My mother is a wonderful, patient woman and I’m very blessed to have her here. I love her – we are best friends and have been for decades. I’m happy to be doing this for her, having her here, helping her at this time in her life.

Just goes to show you that we are not in control of our lives. Just when you get comfortable that’s when things will begin to morph, to evolve. Follow the signs, be patient with yourself and give yourself lots of love.

The Earth, crying

 

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Rill marks, 2015

Rill marks are those rivulets of sea water streaming back into the sea at low tide.  During high tide the ocean is smushed into the beach, filling the spaces between sand and grain with moisture.  The beach, used to this assault takes it all in, as accepting of it as a mother to a insistent child.  The child will not be denied so the mother deals and absorbs.  When the child takes its nap the mother weeps out her frustration as she looks at the child with love.  The Earth weeps tears after the assault only to take it all over again.  Such is the circle of Life.