Reckless are ends, unspoken

Thank you for being here and offering your guidance, T... thx for the awesome RL ad, too  
 
 
It's enormously appreciated.  
This is a difficult piece for me to communicate my thoughts on, so I hope my gratitude suffices.  
 
Please know you're always welcome.  
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Your words inspire. Your poetry is beautifully arranged and delivered. The description here of taking care of your mother is emotional & real. You handpicked the right wording and handled the topic with such finesse. Nicely done Susan. True masterpiece!!

Thank you from my very depths for the kind words of feedback.


I'm truly appreciative, K
🌹B

hello beautiful Blue I have spent the last twenty years being the distraction and background noise my mother in law needed to live after her husband dies she is now blind and very old... I am here to assist her...I feel bad she persists sometimes because of bouts of covid and just trouble with her lungs and I think about my own mortality quite bit more I wonder why she has to suffer even though we don't always get along I love her and do my best to care for her... we shall get through day by day this is damned good writing and if there is a hell I will see you there but somehow I believe we are destined for greater things hugs dear one 💕

From your mouth too gods ears, sweet Crim.


My heart is better knowing you're here with it.
Thank you...thank you.
You're lovely.  

🌹💙 - B

Fantastic piece
Sending hugs across the void Blue
Love and light
Ron xx

Accepting hugs in abundance, dear poet.

All my deepest gratitude and warm blessings, returned
Thank you for being part of my journey.

🌹-💙 - ⚔️

xoxo

My mother and father are gone now, and I was the contentious one. The black sheep, the lone wolf, the rebel son. For peace I go and visit them still, in their silence, with whatever words I have need to say. Most often thoughts cause words can't say the feels. Never fails a breeze springs up however slight.

You still have time and words, how ever futile they might feel.

Nice capture of feelings and misgivings in the changing seasons of life. 🌼❤

I wholly relate and emphasize, dear, J.

For me, all that needed to be spoken has been, whether that'll be enough in the end , only time will tell.

Your comments and honest heart, left me filled with a kind of warmth only someone who's walked similar shoes, understands.... Thank you for that, it's truly priceless to me to have you speak your thoughts and share of your life's experiences... I'm so so fortunate.  

Much love,
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Beautifully done much respect and love thanks for the wonderful memories of taking care of my grandparents ❤️ 💜 ♥️

Dearest Shaman,
Thank you for stopping by with your thoughtful comments. I'm so heartened you were reminded of your own fond memories, that's what this sharing of hearts and souls is all about.

All my warmest regards and deep respect - 🙏🏻
🌹💙 - B

Thanks for the love and prayers 🙏 I started thinking about them alot lately since I started this journey and travel and walk with my own cancers that PIECE was very inspiring and enlightening and uplifting to me 😘😇🥰😋😎

no one tells you when it's the very last time

This is true of every moment.

Our expectations link them.

Detached awareness.

Reading our environment as a coat we wear...

Sometimes I hate the fashion sense...I snark...:)... joking!  
 
Yes, living each moment knowing that it could potentially be your last, is definitely something that keeps me up at night... I very much try to take most things day by day in hopes at being as happy as I can.... just being in the moment.  
 
A lifetime is but a blink of an eye. I know you know just like I do, the older we get the more that feels to be absolutely the narrative.  
 
I can't thank you enough for all your valuable insight and amazingly poignant wisdom. It's part of my favorite thing about DUP. I truly look forward to seeing you.... always.  
 
🌹💙

Chrysemys picta will get there ....eventually.

I'll not lie and admit that I Googled that.... twas worth it... You're too freaking cute....I love turtles... normally I'm a soft shelled bottle neck fan... but the painted turtle is definitely making it's mark...


Thanks again, RT
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I'll encourage you to take time for yourself. Anything. A lite lunch at a sit-down restaurant....alone....get the sense of it...living past the present losses.

Stop by a museum for 10 minutes.

Go to the most ornate church in town and sit in the furnishings.

Eat better, stretch, yoga things in your mind....attending to is letting go.

Honoring those who have gone before us is letting go of their tarnished humanity.

Breathe and keep living.

Respect the thread within you.

make the best of the time we all have

Yep, that's definitely part of it and the part I choose to focus on...  

Thank you for sharing your thoughts.
I really appreciate it.

🌹B

They say, "Big boys don't cry." This big boy had tears show up in my eyes. This masterpiece of reality is worthy of better comments than my limited skills can create. I needed this! Hugs and love, Oral

Your thoughts on my own really hit me in the feels, dearest O. I'm truly thankful that you found the heavy emotion behind the read...

This was difficult to pen and a hard one for me when attempting to communicate my reply comments, so please know that you have my gratitude... in spades.

Much love,
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My sweet lady, your honesty and openness, in my estimation, places you on a pedestal to which no other will be able to reach. Thank you, my love, for being who you are.XOXO, Oral.

beautiful prospective, perspective...
providing such truth.
the observations,
so in cased by your words.
reality,
with strength to give note,
ingrained,
as if the growth rings of the human tree,
line by line,
stanza by stanza,
the italics,
all giving me the ok
... to ponder, to journey.
unlocking all of life's whispers, its "unspoken".


wonderful...on a tough subject.

Yes, you're a bastion of intimate understanding and that's truly huge for me.... My deepest heartfelt thanks.... really.

🌹💙 - B

I have so many thoughts & feelings on this poem...but they're locked behind my teeth for now. My sister & I have long had a resentful & tense relationship with our mother...as her days fade we're learning...about her & ourselves. This is a powerful, vulnerable write...

I feel your comments from the deepest places of shared sisterhood. I get it... I do.

This aging thing with it's version of role reversals, feels unlike any other part of my life, to date. Maybe because I never had children, I'm not sure... It is such a tremendously difficult place to find myself, I find. I'm so very grateful that I don't have to go through things all alone; at least that's my hope.... We'll see.  
Thank you for sharing your thoughts, the super kind RL add and for seeing the emotional cornucopia, like you do.  

It's beyond appropriated, it's reaffirming, dear lady.  
🌹B

Everything about this resonates with me… I am estranged with both my parents… as they enter the finality… hang in their B…

Big (hugs) my lovely kindred friend...Thank you sharing and getting it like you do.... it's truly an beyond grateful.
You hang in there as well. We can only giving it our best, and for me, in the end, thats all that matters.

🌹💙 💙

Unbelieveably powerful poem that comes from within you
Richard

Thanks for the lovely sentiments, Richard... I am heartened you've stopped by to visit and also took a moment to read.

It's unexpected and greatly, greatly appreciated.... I mean it.

🌹B

Love how you put yourself in your mother's shoes here. The depth of passion and suffering is awesome. Each piece of verse is a soul shard in anticipation of the inevitable and seeking the closure that never comes completely. I was my Mom's caregiver for the last eleven years of her life and know the deep resonance of endings you speak so exquisitely of. I found knowing I did my best to be there for her even with the formidable hurt we both felt at the end and for all our lives really made being there for her more bearable. But in the end, is the final breath that whispers the coldness of that moment. And nothing can soothe the soul until it finds peace within. Love what you wrote here. You put into words what I feel and felt.

Much love and hugs,
John

I'm often at a loss at how to respond to comments that truly hit me in a way that carries with it all the pain, angst and the zillion other feelings that bubble to my surface, in a day, like your lovely insightfulness has done for me, here. For now, I'll just say that I can't thank you enough for sharing, John... really. It helps, more than you know. I feel for you and share in understanding your experiences, how the role of caregiver may have benefited you as well as how it might have been a burden. There's nothing wrong with feeling either way, as it's not an easy role, indeed. It is burdensome, some days. I'm sure my mother would say, similar of me!!.. lol.. I do hope that my strength continues to be an asset, affording me the best path forward, possible. I try hard to take things day by day and I also try to plan what I can, when I can. You just never know what can happen, being flexible is key.... Something I've learned the hard way, these past few months. I continue to learn and to adjust... it's all I and her can do.  
   
Again, enormous thanks and biggest hugs, sent your way.  
   
I adore you... full stop.  
🌹💙 💙  
-Susan

Ohhh, M.
We traverse similar paths, then, you and I. There's just something about mother/daughter relationships that I have noticed... They're either super close or they're estranged if not nonexistent. I think I'm an odd duck, because If it were up to me, I'd probably have zero relationship with mine. Alas, I have my father's voice in my head, pushing me to remain in her life, caring for her as she gets more frail and less self sufficient.
I am no saint, I'm a daddy's girl who keeps promises and that's all.... somedays I truly wish I wasn't... if I'm totally honest.

I digress.

I'm very sorry to hear about your mom, however I am so glad for you that you can hopefully resolve some things with her and get a good sense of closure.... for you both.
I'm sending out healing thoughts and warmest good juju your way, dear lady... ✨  

Thank you so much for sharing yourself so deeply and for being the kind heart you are. My cup runneth over....

🌹💙 💙
-B

We are suppose to take care of our parents when they are old.  I will always take of care of you anytime you want, my strong beautiful smart sexy woman.  Keep on writing.

Yes, it is the normal way of things, which I've definitely never been normal, so that's on character... My struggles continue but I'll continue to carry on...

lol... I'll keep your offer in mind, Francisco... thanks!!

I'm keeping on and you too!!
🌹B

Blue,
I felt this poem so deep.
The power of "mom".
I don't have the best relationship with either of my parents (one wasn't there, the other might as well have not been).
You are strong.
This is a really nice write.

Hey there, Scribbles

Your extremely lovely visit has me humbled and grateful you felt what I had hoped to convey. It is difficult and heavy to reconcile, at best it's cathartic... I feel for you and understand the range of various emotions that can be produced when wrestling with such 'demons'... I think it's made you strong too...Like recognizes like... lol.  

Thank you for getting it and for the generous feedback.  
I'm so appreciative  

🌹B

As the primary caretaker for my mother in the final days of her battle with cancer..
this testimony hits...hurts and heals..

I'm not too wordy when it comes to  
these topics you know...

...but thank you, Blue...

I get it, about not having to speak of it all in comments, it's a hard part of life, all around. Sometimes, I get lost within that hardship, so I definitely understand and deeply deeply appreciate your sharing your experience with me, dear, Naj.... really.

All my warmest regards and hugs for that  particular brutal life trial.

Again, much obliged
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x

Been there.
Done that.

Not intended to be dismissive,
but empathetic.

Feeling your pain.
Tears leaking.

Like waves on shore,
in  life's struggle
there is ebb and flow.

❣️❣️❣️
🙏🏽

I know you know....I mean really know and it means the world.
Ty, my dear KP.
Never would I think you'd dismiss....not ever.

It's a truly hard path to navigate, that's for sure. I feel like I'm making more mistakes than not, but I try to put that feeling aside and do my best to actually take it all day by day
Ebbs and flows, is the perfect way to describe... It's nonlinear and unpredictable, which has taken me time to acclimate to.

Thank you for sharing your experience and support, it's overwhelmingly helpful to not feel alone.

🌹💙 💙 💙
xo

Relationships with older parents are bit complex when there's a rough history and some end up taking care of them. The reflection of the past can play an integral part in the caring of our loved ones. Your piece brings out those aspects, when caring for our aging parents becomes our responsibility, as life sort comes around full circle.

Hope that you're both doing well.

Thanks for the lovely sentiments, Walter.... I'm always grateful you stop.

We're hanging in there, taking things day by day... I appreciate you asking.

Hope you are doing well, my friend
🌹B

How does one prepare for an experience before that experience arrives. The answer is: one cannot. All we have is one day, one hour, one minute at a time and at times,  we hang on to those by a thread.
My heart to yours.

hugs/love,
buddhakitty.

Man, I'm exhausted from white knuckling it most days... things are in the process of changing, fast... I just try to keep my head above water.

Feeling your beats, bk.... They're much needed.
Thank you, thank you.

🌹xoxo