Saturday, August 24, 2013

Dementia

I’m staring through a glass window
And the person I love most in all the world is on the other side of it
The woman who was always there for me, who loved me, who dried my tears and held my hair back for me while I threw up
Who cleaned up my messes and drove me around and played with me every day
Who taught me to read, to sing, to love God’s Word
Who helped me find my way in the world
Is lost in a maze just beyond it
And I can see her there, trapped, lost
Alone, bored, not knowing where she is,
Confused, afraid, dependent, helpless, upset
Getting farther and farther away
And I can talk to her but my words don’t get through
I can’t get her out of that maze
And at every turn she is farther away
Every time I look she is farther away