Wednesday, August 26, 2009

She's 91 and she's just almost 1...


She's needing her carrots steamed and cut because she's losing her teeth...

she's needing her carrots steamed and cut because she's just gaining hers...

She's walking with a walker because she doesn't quite have her legs steady and strong anymore...

she's walking with a walker because she's just gaining the steady strength in hers...

She's struggling with conversations because she just can't seem to recollect her words...

she's struggling with conversations because she's just starting to collect hers...

She's asking for help with eating her meal because her hands just can't quite seem to hold spoons quite the same anymore...

she's asking for help with eating her meal because her hands are just learning to use them...

She's needing to get her hair fixed weekly because they just don't seem to stay in their follicles like they used to...

she's just starting to get her hair fixed because hers are just starting to pop in...

She's mentioning that she just doesn't quite have her head in the game today...

she's just starting to get hers in the game...

She's struggling to see the cookie that she's already taken a bite of, so she just keeps taking 3 more...

she's just starting to be amazed at the sights these amazing lenses can take in...


She's needing to get home to take in another nap because her body just seems to wear out and tire quicker than it used to...

she's needing another nap because her body is just starting to rev up and she's going so fast, she just wears herself out...

She's needing help with her potty times because she just doesn't seem to have the control she used to...

she's needing help with her potty times because she's just learning to have that control...

She's wondering who in the world we really are because her memory just isn't the same as it used to be...


she's just learning and building memories day by day, to formulate who in the world we really are...

It was quite the contrast and evidence of the cycle of life at our dinner table tonight, and I just soaked in every last drop of it.

4 comments:

kells times four said...

That is really a great poem. I was reading it to my mom and she was getting teary eyed. In fact, she made me stop half way through cause she was sad. Thanks for sharing this. Laurie

Kia Gregory said...

Wow. Beautiful observations, KI! VEry insightful and wonderful that great grandma can be in Anna's life.

Christina said...

Beautiful!!! is all I can say. The beauty of a life well lived and a new life just beginning. You did a beautiful job of capturing it.
-Christina

Captivated said...

this was beautiful!!!
love.