|A mother's gaze, June 2012.|
After some private time in her room, we made our way to the dining room where I felt it would be easier on us both to have a task to attend to, then transition with a hug and a kiss and ...well, then I would leave. Here she is holding a bit of soft food in her mouth, managing the milieu and her daughter with unwavering grace. Look at her gaze, how she latches on to my face, how she leans in as if to emphasize her commitment to the moment. I too shared that commitment; there was no where else I wanted to be.
As it turned out, we were blessed with more time together. In January of this year, I traveled to Maryland with Josh to see Mimi and be intentional with a final goodbye. Josh had not seen her since 2008, a lifetime ago by any number of measures, but with Alzheimer's, the changes were indeed many. What was unchanged was their easy comfort with each other and their mutual admiration.
|Head to head, without words, January 2013.|
to put one foot in front of the other, and I remember. Oh, how I remember.