Tag Archives: loss

the gift

Posted on May 12, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

For mother’s day, 3 months after my Dad died, & 1 year after her own mother passed I made my mother dinner from her 1959 better homes & garden cookbook with the cardboard gingham cover I was 12 & proud … Continue reading →

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Paleontology: weighing down/lifting up

Posted on May 3, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

Grief is cumulative; each new loss stacked on the old ones; like sedimentary rock the weight will crush you by layers, given time & enough pressure. To survive dig up those ancient bones & get to know them well. They … Continue reading →

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Alzheimer’s poem # 8: Why I call my mother Lois

Posted on May 2, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

in 77 years, she had so many different names her husband and friends called her Lo, & we 3 called her Mom & when she forgot she was a mother & that she had a nickname once when she started calling … Continue reading →

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my dead

Posted on May 1, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

I call them my dead, not that they don’t still belong to themselves or to the universe now, but they are mine because when they lived we walked together & now I carry memories from each of them like small … Continue reading →

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my sister’s ghost

Posted on April 30, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

Twice I saw her in dreams; the first time I carried her weightless in a basket on my back. No one saw her but me, & she wrapped her arms around my neck & murmured in my ear how to … Continue reading →

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Lois (Alzheimer poem #2)

Posted on April 27, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

she held my son in her lap when he knew 2 words & she had forgotten all hers but they were smiling together love needs no spoken language

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