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Beginner's Heart
what dreams can tell us
By
Britton Gildersleeve
In my dream last night, my mother was– once again — as she was when she was ‘herself.’ For those of us who suffer the horrors of Alzheimer’s, this is no small feat. It was years after my mother’s death before I saw her as this picture shows her, and not as a skeletal shadow,…
friendship, memory, and love
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Britton Gildersleeve
My mother-in-law has a friend! This may not sound like a big deal to many of you, but those of us w/ family in elder care KNOW it’s bigger than it may sound. Nursing homes — even good ones — aren’t conducive to happiness, sadly. My beloved mother-in-law was used to her own place, her…
where memories live
By
Britton Gildersleeve
This is the tag on my father’s blanket. The blanket he had long before I was born, probably bought before my mother reunited with him in the Phillipines, 13 months after they married. It’s a softly worn (once scratchy) wool, something like the old Pendleton three-stripe blankets (and it has three black stripes). Years ago,…
the fragrance of lilies
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Britton Gildersleeve
These are two of the lilies growing against a rather derelict fence at my son’s & DIL’s. Beautiful, pale yellow, with only a light lily fragrance. Not the heaviness that always seems to suffuse funerals. I love them, of course. Cut them while my DIL was away at a working retreat, and placed them in…
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