Dementia is framed as burdensome. It is something deep-down, we all fear. Part six of a series I've written while my caring for my elderly mother.
Moral dilemma on love, what to do in the end. Ominous Dreams II (Thriller) will be published Saturday morning finished last night just tweaking it and is definitely better then the prequel. See Omin...
Many people see the elderly as almost a burden of society. But when i see a man or women with grey hair, a wrinkled body.
When does a life cease to be a life worth living? Some questions are just too hard... Part eight in this series. Won't pretend I didn't struggle with this piece.
100 Word NYC Midnight Micro-Fiction Challenge Practice
Genre: Romance Action: Knitting Word: Organ
An old song sung by a widow, who lives by the sea.
Somebody in there elder days never knows when they will pass away.
I don't really know what inspired me, I find my self lost in my thoughts sometimes and this was one of those endeavors.
We bought grandma a second-hand vase for her eightieth birthday. "Isn't that beautiful?" she said before dropping it.
Vivacious young believer
Glowing in her youth
Source: https://www.instagram.com/p/CQRCWRCl4qh/?utm_medium=copy_link
This Senior’s view of our world suffering from Covid-19, lockdowns, protests and wars etc.
Source: http://forums.familyfriendpoems.com/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=161001
Dementia is framed as burdensome. It is something deep-down, we all fear. Part six of a series I've written while my caring for my elderly mother.
Moral dilemma on love, what to do in the end. Ominous Dreams II (Thriller) will be published Saturday morning finished last night just tweaking it and is definitely better then the prequel. See Omin...
Many people see the elderly as almost a burden of society. But when i see a man or women with grey hair, a wrinkled body.
When does a life cease to be a life worth living? Some questions are just too hard... Part eight in this series. Won't pretend I didn't struggle with this piece.
100 Word NYC Midnight Micro-Fiction Challenge Practice
Genre: Romance Action: Knitting Word: Organ
An old song sung by a widow, who lives by the sea.
Somebody in there elder days never knows when they will pass away.
I don't really know what inspired me, I find my self lost in my thoughts sometimes and this was one of those endeavors.
We bought grandma a second-hand vase for her eightieth birthday. "Isn't that beautiful?" she said before dropping it.
Vivacious young believer
Glowing in her youth
Source: https://www.instagram.com/p/CQRCWRCl4qh/?utm_medium=copy_link
This Senior’s view of our world suffering from Covid-19, lockdowns, protests and wars etc.
Source: http://forums.familyfriendpoems.com/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=161001