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Treasa's avatar

You had us prepped but still the chuckle, the wince, the shake, the tears. I'm raw after the read and appreciate you sharing this intimate piece.

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Margaret Ann Silver's avatar

Beautiful and sad and hard. As always, your essay before the poem is just as beautiful as the poem. I especially love this part: "It’s so hard to let go of the idea that you can't remind your parent who they are, who they were. You correct them to try to keep them. When you stop correcting them it can feel like giving up, like letting go. You are relinquishing them to a world where you don’t live, where you can’t even visit. It’s also when you start grieving the loss of them. They are in the process of leaving you and you have to watch them recede further and further from the life you lived together."

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