205. Sneaking Around

“Have you had any

Hugs and kisses

This morning?”

Your husband leans in

And you pucker up. 

You tell him

“We can come out

Of the closet now.”

He raises an eyebrow—

“We’re closet lovers?”

You smile

And ask him

Where he slept 

Last night.

He tells you, 

Then asks in return,

“Where did you sleep?

Maybe I can sneak in tonight.”

You frown,

“I have to think about it.” 

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.