Hello

New year! New start!

How are you all? I’m good.

I just wanted to touch base. I hope everyone is having a great January so far. I have been preoccupied with things around my house lately. I promise I will get back to writing sooner than later. I have not been 100% into my webpage but I will try to get into it more.

Sometimes life gets in my way of accomplishing something but the effort is what matters, right?! Eventually, things will get done.

Maybe some new things will be happening around my webpage, we shall see!

Well, I shall see you all on this side of the rainbow🌈. Remember we all deserve love and to be respected and cherished.

Michelle❤️

Poem Podcast

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Podcast poem by MwsR, me

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Poem

Perspective, By MwsR

There is a time to be present

And a time to be silent.

A time to think first

And a time to resist the urge.

There is a time to be sad

And a time we should be mad,

A time to shout

And a time to figure it out.

There is a season to change

And a season to re-arrange things.

A time comes, to dance around

And a time comes, to escape from our bounds.

A season to mourn for a loss we have had

And a reason to remember the good times that made us glad.

There are risks worth taking

And memories worth making.

For every heartache we share

We should empathize and care

For every thought that crosses our mind

We should watch our words and try to be kind.

There is a time to be proud

And times when we should not be loud.

Every thought, word, action, and event has a place

We all share this with one another in one way and shape.

Lets put things where they ought to be,

It starts with you and me.

Laugh a Little

Poem

I See This Space
by Me…MwsR

There is so much to remember
So much that it makes me limber
It was another time
It was another place
With different things
With different faces
A mere shadow of me to come
The one who chanced to love someone
The part that made me dance
The one others gave no second glance
No second chance
Strange yet all to close
Nothing will ever rid me of all those ghosts
A train track without an end
Tracing steps like they’re an old friend
Walking alone but really I’m never
Seems it’s common for me to weather.
Glass with a small crack
The crack is always seen but never fixed
I see this space
It’s familiar
It’s large enough to hold
All I am
It’s truly bold
But its never released me.
Not sure if I want to be.
Staying in this space until all eternity.

My Aunt…poem- Camille

Camille….by MwsR(Alzheimer’s)

I watched helplessly as a vibrant smart intelligent woman turned into a whole different person. This was over 20 years ago.

I really had watched this lady my whole life read her Bible every day, do crossword puzzles ridiculously fast, and she had a great personality.

She cooked some of the best breakfast. I loved how she put saltines in her coffee and claimed it took the bitter taste away. She had blondish red hair with curls that she imposed every night from rolling her hair in those foam curlers. She was tall and slender. She wore glasses that she hung on her neck with a chain. She was a modest dresser and loved wearing her socks over her pants while working in the garden. She said that would keep bugs from going up to her pants. Haha.

It seemed like in a blink of an eye that all that changed. Her ALZHEIMERS was a fast progressive kind. I watched her go from praising God to cussing like a sailor. I watched her ability to read, cook, garden and such things diminish away.

She went from being independent to being dependent.

Her Bible laid now, next to a portable potty chair. Her crossword puzzle books would now be torn and thrown around the room from one of her latest fits.

She was no longer kind and acted like a child. Never satisfied and turning on those who loved her most.

I remember her this way…and many other ways too.

It got worse the longer she went through this.

I miss my Great Aunt CAMILLE. I cared for her when no-one else could anymore. She impacted my life then more than I knew ay the time. She kept ALZHEIMERS for many years until one day her souls were at peace. I believe God took her to be with him. I was pregnant with my first child when I said my last goodbyes to her.

Someone mentioned God takes a person when replaced by another soul. I am not sure of this but it reminded me of Aunt CAMILLE. My firstborn came into the world a month after CAMILLE died. So who knows…