211. Better Late Than Never

Your husband


At breakfast


Is the first day

Of the rest

Of our lives.” 

You furrow your brow

And wryly reply, 

“I think

You’re a week


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.