by lori | Feb 6, 2017 | Dreams, Grief, Pain, Poetry, Wayfinding
Since the inauguration two weeks ago, I’ve been having nightmares. I was too freaked out to share them, until I read Sherman Alexie’s new poem Autopsy about his dream that his passport was bleeding. Thank you, master poet. For sharing your pain. I woke up... by lori | Jan 2, 2017 | Essays, Imagination, Play and Magic, Unapologetically Odd, Wayfinding
I got this idea from my friend Bayo who teaches me daily that we are so much more than we imagined yesterday. Thank you, Bayo. This is his list. These are my current irreverent and unapologetically odd resolutions. In 2017, I am somewhat inclined to: Accept life... by lori | Oct 28, 2016 | Alzheimer's, Culture, Essays, Story
I lose the mom I grew up with to Alzheimer’s every day. This loss began roughly 12 years ago for me and is with me every day. Others who love her live with similar loss—we each lose her in different ways and stages. You may see her smiling face in photos and think... by lori | Oct 3, 2016 | Creating, Essays, Writing
Author Anaïs Nin said: “We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.” and “Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.” Today I want to say this. This woman... by lori | Jul 7, 2016 | Acceptance, Alzheimer's, Essays, Grace, Story
For the past three months, I’ve been an almost daily care partner for our mom, who is moving into late-stage Alzheimer’s disease. Our family has been living with the disease for a decade now. Dad has been caregiving for mom, mostly on his own, for more than a decade... by lori | May 9, 2016 | Alzheimer's, Care Partnering, Caregiving, Essays
Mom’s been living with Alzheimer’s disease for somewhere between 11 and 14 years now, depending on who you ask. Last week, our full-time care partner dad got sick. Really sick. Fever, intense pain, not sleeping, difficulty moving,...