{If you could have seen how tender & dear Lulu was with her great-grandmother
on this day, you would have been brought to tears, too. December 2010}

For my grandmother,
on her 92nd birthday

i sit with her
searching for a way in
a way to relate
or perhaps connect
but the neurons
aren't firing
she is 92 today and
i have so many memories
so many things
that i want her
to remember too
like the small things
like how she instilled in me
a forever love for hot cereal
(Cream of Wheat to be precise)
and how she taught me
to be patient with others
despite the difficulty
and how to find the joy
in serving others and
do it with a smile, no less
too many things
to recount here really
but you know
all of these memories
are only mine now
they have no company in hers
and as i sat with her
i realized it's a lonely place to be
this standing watch
as the sole keeper of memories
but it's also a sacred place too
because these memories
that gave my life
shape and dimension
they rely on me
to honor them
by sharing them
and living into them
so that she might
live on, too.

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