Category Archives: mother

Steering between the setting moon and the rising sun

Monthly I travel to Ann Arbor to visit my mother in an assisted living facility. On this last visit, I took her to get her hair done which includes molding her hair into a virtual sculpture by using enormous amounts of hair spray. We waited … Continue reading

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I’ll see you later. MUCH later.

My mother called me a couple of weeks ago from her assisted living facility in Ann Arbor. My sister was with her and they used her facetime. “This is the last time you will see my face.” “What do you … Continue reading

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All she wants to do is hold your hand

When Merle died, a man who lived in the same assisted living facility as my mother Pearl, she told me his last words were, “Pearl. Pearl. Pearl.” I asked her how she knew that. Then she said, “I don’t know … Continue reading

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My mother calls to tell me I have cancer

My 88 year old mother called me about 10:00 yesterday morning, from the assisted living facility she is in. xxx“Did you go to the doctor?” she said. xxx“For what I answered. My cold is over. No more xxxcoughing.” xxx“You know … Continue reading

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I feel better already

I just finished talking with my 88 year-old mother who is in assisted living, in a memory-enhanced unit. This last week I was pretty sick, had the chills, couldn’t get warm, but now I am on the upswing with just … Continue reading

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Memory Lane

Each time I get in to Ann Arbor to visit my mother, I try to do some sort of activity with her and some of the ladies in her wing. In November we made cards using stamps and last week … Continue reading

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“After 37 Years My Mother Apologizes for My Childhood” by Sharon Olds

When you tilted toward me, arms out like someone trying to walk through a fire, when you swayed toward me, crying out you were sorry for what you had done to me, your eyes filling with terrible liquid like balls … Continue reading

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