I cherish memories of the caregiving years with my mother and family. I could not imagine blogs then. My mother often asked, “Are you writing?” She was called Home in 2004.
Grateful for a quiet Christmas this year.
And I have to review my archives to remember all I have written since the caregiving years. One day at a time, and also trust for the “big picture” over time.
Letting each other go
Only to learn again
How love grows,
(Published in Bell’s Letters Poet No. 115, Jan. 2006.)
Ellen Grace Olinger