here’s the last image i took about a week before my mom passed away for ‘it’s the little things’
and so… i’m saying basically …. i divulged these ‘its the little things’ for as long as they created a teeny escape from what i was dealing with… minimal moments. when things were really escalating, becoming more and more difficult caring for my mom, supporting her as best as could be done, the little things lost their majik . and as i sit here, directly mourning, allowing things to be things, moments to be moments and i plan to let it go as long as i can, but as i sit here, remembering, i see these little things as specs right now, soon enough support will grow. but for now , i’m going to allow myself to cry over the light switch if i feel like it, but more likely i see a slice and parts are missing…
also: please see this related post
http://interludeactuate.wordpress.com/2010/03/16/slice-of-life-1/
(picture in picture : my grandmother and her mom, um… a long time ago)
http://interludeactuate.wordpress.com/2010/03/16/a-slice-of-a-start/
Beautiful, like you.
(((Faern)))
oh you are too sweet!