A reminder to myself that even when I stumble and fall I am still a dementia warrior.
Oh you Kings and Queens of Dementia
Who are trapped in the throes of the disease
I wish you a smooth path
Dappled with unexpected joys, unabashed love
To light the darkness
And a peaceful passing
When it is your turn to move on
Oh you Sons and Daughters of Dementia
You Spouses, you Lovers, you Friends
Who toil in service to those snug in your heart
I wish you courage
When you are empty, worn thin
Oh to us on the front lines
Who do battle everyday
The brain has turned against us
Yet we soldier on
Warriors living with
Champions fighting for
Peace
Lest we forget, we are
Heroes
Of home spun castles
Of memory care fortresses
Champions
Who will lay down our swords in sorrow, in gratitude
When the battle is finally lost
MG, you have my heart. Thank you for letting me know our journey has made a difference on the path you are still treading. I will need your words when it is my turn to be where you are.
Peace to you as you continue to heal and grieve.
I gasped and then wept when I read this. My mom died in September. Oh, those last three lines. Oh. I was going to say, "You have no idea..." but of course you do, exquisitely. Good tears. Thanks.