Tag: transition
member name: MaryBeth W.
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February 01, 2008 07:11 AM EST --
I wanted
to beat him
beat him to within an inch of his life
I wanted him to feel
this pain and suffering
we all stood here and felt now
But how could I demonstrate
the mental anguish
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February 01, 2008 08:02 AM EST --
it doesn't stop
it keeps coming
and coming
and coming
careening
down
the steep grade
like a
oil truck with
no brakes
it makes you hold tight
leaving fingerprints
in the moulded . . .
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January 25, 2008 07:01 AM EST --
I watch as my dear father shuffles laboriously across the bumpy ice. I agitate with false starts towards him and then back away for I want to carry him to saftey but dare not touch him.
He winces with . . .
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February 01, 2008 07:02 AM EST --
"A brave man!" we all thought as my father, seated in this tiny room with seven others crammed into it, seated in a wheel chair, explained his "exit plan". The palliative care team . . .
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February 05, 2008 07:08 AM EST --
I lit up another cigarette and stared out the window. Even at 11 pm, rue Richlieu was still noisy. Young couples laughing as they left their flats to join friends at their favorite bistro or club. But . . .
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January 25, 2008 07:04 AM EST --
I hate the idea
but I do it anyway
swallowing the dream flavored
"sleep aid"
I do this each night as
I have decided that
if I can "Just Sleep", I will
get through this
I . . .
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January 25, 2008 07:06 AM EST --
I made a joke
(at least it made me laugh)
in my email to "bro"
but as he read it
in some dinky shack
in Chad
he didn't think it was funny
He doesn't understand
if I don't . . .
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