Compassion and expression

Compassion and expression

Something is changing the way I express my compassion, how I feel compassion. Something is different and it may look like I'm lacking compassion. One thing I have noticed in…
Staying in her life

Staying in her life

I meet her now for lunch. We share food and conversation. I can check in on how she's doing. She can see that nothing bad is happening to me. Her…
City alley with filtered light through trees and a single figure walking

A new walk

I was walking through the city today, seeing people wrapped in blankets sleeping on the sidewalk, elders sorting through their belongings, women my mother's age, women homeless as my mother…
Looking out the window

Closing the year

Here we are, approaching the end of the year. It's been nearly three years since my mother has reappeared. I'm no longer in full flaming freak-out. I'm no longer in…
Time is precious

Time capsule

I was clearing out my old files and found my mom's medical records from the last time she was hospitalized, the first time she disappeared, that I wrote about before.…
ocean

Don’t want to

It's Thursday morning and I have lots of work to do. I still haven't read the writings my mother gave to me and I'm meeting her for lunch. I don't…
a little light

Mom’s been found

I got a call from the police at 10:30 p.m. They found my mother in a park and saw the open missing persons report I made from the last time…