What time are we having tea
A question now often asked of me
Are going out shopping today
We’ve already been,what can I say.
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How long do I cook the beans
What’s the time, more and more
I know that you are still in there
Slipping away slowly, it’s not fair.
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There is sometimes a light in your eye
Are you remembering days gone by
It so strange you still look the same.
Slipping away, life’s a cruel game.
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What time are we going home
You can stay I shall go alone.
Stay and have cup of tea with me
There’s nowhere to go, we’re home you see.
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Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and
hopefully in to light ??
I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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This poem is about my eldest sister’s situation . Just reblogged her first post. 💜💜💜
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How awful for your sister, it is noot easy being in that situation x
No it is very difficult for her. She has started a blog to vent, I would be so grateful if you could have a look at it and maybe follow her.. I hope you don’t mind me asking 💜💗
https://tesscol.wordpress.com/
I have already done it Willow and commented 🙂 xx
Thank you Judy I am grateful , i shall reblog her until she gets going she needs my support i wish i could do more but she lives along way from me.💓💜
Well you are there for her, Willow and doing what you can. I think the blog will be good for her in so many ways 🙂
Yes so do I , she is finding it difficult . I know she has managed to have a day out today, i hope she had a good break. Thanks again Judy.xxxx
I really feel for her, Sis. xxx
Thanks Sis so do I 💜💛
This poem reminded me of my mom… Sorry to hear about your sister’s husband. It’s terribly hard to deal with – and so sad….
Yes so very sad just when you think you can sit back and be happy with each other dementia attacks. So sorry about your Mum too, did you have sole care for her during your illness. 💜
No, fortunately she was in a very nice assisted living home. I couldn’t have cared for her myself – especially the last two difficult years. She lived a good long life though (98). It sounds like your sister’s brother isn’t that old? That makes it even more tragic.
My sister’s husband is in his late 70’s but is no longer the man she hoped to grow old with.I don’t know how she will cope but we will help her all we can. I am glad your mum had a good life and it ended as best it could.💜
It’s such cruel disease… I hope someday they’ll find a cure for it, if not a vaccine. Hopefully your sister will have lots of help caring for him. Very important that she take care of herself too. 💙
I know Betty if only! She is sensible and we will keep an eye on her. She had started a blog this week if you would like to have a look. tesscol.wordpress.com thank you for caring. 💜💜
Here is a link hope it works this time .
Thank you, I did follow the link you posted yesterday and read a little. Will try to get back to it today and read more. My heart goes out to her and her family.
Thank you for caring 💝💜
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