Mind The Clouds

Teddy.15


 
He left the house to go for a walk
after he'd gone she asked me the question
I could see it in her eyes, she was lost 
she asked me was it the same man as the other day? 
I said, yes my darling 
It's the same man as the other day 
she then told me she was very confused 
I asked her if she was frightened when she doesn't know him, she replied yes 
I told her not to be frightened 
I told her to ask him who he is when she doesn't know
she then replied, is it him? because he has the same wallet as the one the other day
I then replied softly 
yes, it's him 
the same one that's been beside you for sixty years
he's your husband. 
 
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  • sorenbarrett

    Dementia such a sad disease and robs one of the only treasure that is left in the end, one's memories. For some stuck in a happy place every stranger becomes their mother or father for some stuck in a sad place no one is recognized. God grant me death in the physical sense before mental death. Good write my friend

    • Teddy.15

      That's what she said dear sorrenbarret she told me she would prefer just to go. It's certainly sad to see someone you love not there anymore. Thank you my dear friend. 🌹

      • sorenbarrett

        You are most welcome Teddy

      • Thomas W Case

        This is quietly heartbreaking—and beautifully restrained.

        • Teddy.15

          Thank you so much Thomas, I know many people live with Dementia it's frightening for all concerned. Big hugs 🤗

        • Tristan Robert Lange

          Dearest Teddy, this is a gentle meditation on thought and presence. The clouded mind doesn’t feel lost, it feels observant, hovering just far enough away to see clearly. Quiet, reflective, and well written my friend!🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

          • Teddy.15

            My dear friend that's so kind, in fact she didn't remember his face but she remembered his wallet, which was probably a present given by her, I wouldn't begin to wonder why this was but you are right, she was always a really smart cookie, thank you for your compassion. 🌹

            • Tristan Robert Lange

              You are most welcome, Teddy! Thank you for yours, dearest friend!

            • Goldfinch60

              Such a true write Teddy, Joyce, my wife of 40 years suffered from dementia and I know all about it. I say to people if you have not lives 24/7 with somebody who has dementia you haven't a f****** clue what it is like. She passed six years ago and it was a release for both of us, the anniversary of her funeral is in two days time.

              Andy

              • Teddy.15

                ❤️

              • aDarkerMind

                a heartbreaking tale Teddy...
                beautifully written, as always.

                • Teddy.15

                  Dear Melvin, lovely to see you, humbled as ever to see you my friend. Thank you so much 🌹

                • aDarkerMind

                  very touching Teddy, a subject too many us know too well x

                • NafisaSB

                  having a person physically present, and yet lost is absolutely heartbreaking..you have nailed it, my friend..kudos..

                  • Teddy.15

                    My dear. NafisaSB I'm most humbled by your compassion, and yes a shell of what was an incredibly intelligent and fabulous woman. Thank you so much my friend. 🌹

                    • NafisaSB

                      yes - when you see a shell of what was once a pearl - it's truly heart-breaking...i too have seen a few who were so much like the women you have described - so it's shattering to see how they have changed...



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