A Life of Devotion



Carpe Diem #1754 "An Act Of Devotion" ... the pilgrimage ends


It was to be the last night before we left for a new pilgrimage.  We would return in two weeks to get his mom to live in a new memory care unit close to our new home.  It was not to follow our humanly plans.  Mom just wanted to go "find Daddy", her name for her husband.  Her son, my husband, had cared for both parents, even retiring early in order to give better care.  His one last act of devotion was to tell his Mom, "It's ok to go on now and go find Daddy."  Her last words were of love.  Then the pain drugs took over her mind.  The next morning as soon as she was moved to the same floor where "Daddy" had passed, she left this world.  We will always believe Daddy had come for her and she had found him.



arms of devotion
caressing the giver of life
last embrace

© petra domina

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  1. Yamini MacLeanSeptember 30, 2019 at 2:46 AM

    Hari OM
    Beautiful... YAM xx

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  2. Ornery Owl of Naughty Netherworld Press and Readers Roost September 30, 2019 at 3:56 AM

    I worked in long-term care for a cumulative of approximately 25 years. I was good with the people who had memory loss. I had a very clinical attitude about it, until it became personal. I had to get out at that point. I feel like losing someone to dementia is like having them die twice. You summed your feelings up beautifully in your poem.

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    1. JaniceSeptember 30, 2019 at 2:51 PM

      All four of our parents suffered varying degrees of dementia. Alzheimer's runs in my husband's side of the family on the father's side. Our mothers lived to 99, his, and 96 mine. Both of them were is pretty good shape till the last couple of years of their respective lives.

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