There for him

There for him

His independence taken by stroke; he fights back and I am there for him.   Near, aware, anticipating his needs, but reaching out only as he calls.   Standing silently by as he struggles to regain all that he has lost   Recognizing little steps, slow...
Feeling human

Feeling human

“I can’t be angry.” Well I sure can. That is what I responded in my head when she told me it was cancer. I remember that evening eight years ago as if it were a moment a go. I pulled up to her house; she got in the car and told me what the doctor said. She had a book...