I posted a black-and-white version of the Kangaroo Paw yesterday on my other blog. I aimed my camera at the blossom again today; as the bloom loses more of its life I can't help but think about all of the loses that attack us daily. The loss of lives struck down by a deranged soul in VA who killed 32 people at Virginia Tech before killing himself. Why!?? The loss of the view of mountains in my backyard as neighbors plant more and more trees! I coveted the view! The loss of mom's memory as she struggles with the daily diminishing of brain cells. Today came into my room in tears. "I seem to be ready for the nut house! I put down a book and came back from the bathroom and the book was gone. I've looked everywhere."This isn't the first time she's done that. I can only assume that she finished the book and put it away so I asked her if she'd finished the book. "If I did I sure don't remember the ending."
I recently read in a book about Alzheimer's that often people will think that had been in the midst of doing something but it was only an illusion. I hated to say, "Maybe you weren't even reading." I made her lunch because I could tell that she wasn't up to trying to figure out how to make a sandwich today. Actually, my brain is also rather fuzzy around the edges today but I thought it was due to a major allergy attack brought on by the latest windstorms. So, when I tried putting the chips into the refrigerator and mom caught it she had to laugh, "We're a pathetic bunch!" As Stacy would say, "Yep, you got that right."
