153. Perfect in Every Way

I am certain

Some days

That you 

Understand

More than I 

Know.

I know

You listen

To every 

Word

We say. 

But I can’t 

Imagine

What you are

Thinking,

Or feeling— 

We speak

As if 

You aren’t 

There. 

Your deadpan 

Wit—

When it 

Shows up—

Silences us

With awe;

Leaves us

Stupefied

And humbled. 

You are 

Less then 

You were—

And more than

You are,

We love you

As though

You are 

Perfect 

In every 

Way. 

Your husband’s 

Favorite

Thing 

To say—

“you’re perfect

In every way.” 

The Poetry of Dementia is an ongoing project to share my family’s journey with my mother’s illness as a year of moments. We do not know whether my mother will live a full year—or perhaps she’ll live longer. Her dementia has been a bittersweet and beautiful journey that has already taken us places we never imagined. Loving and caring for her at home has fundamentally changed each of us, and daily reminds us to live in the present with love, trust and patience. Click here to read from the beginning.