I have always feared the idea of developing Alzheimer’s. I cannot imagine not being able to recognize a loved one. I dread thinking of myself being incapable to handle a fork or knife because I have forgotten how to use them. I find this disease one of the saddest and most lonely. But sometimes there are things that I want to forget. There are things … Continue reading What I Want to Forget
Déjà vu, perhaps? A past life collided with the present one It asked, “Have I been here before?” Do I know you? The present life responded, “Yes, I think so. We only lived the moment.” Déjà vu, perhaps? No. I don’t know. I can’t remember. I am well now though I live with purpose Or at least I think I do. Do you? … Continue reading Dèjá vu, perhaps?