Whether or not my creative energy has contributed to mother Anne’s comfort and well-being remains to be seen, but it has certainly contributed to my own peace of mind.
A close friend wrote to me just last week saying that he found it interesting that one must come from overseas to find a solution to a problem – like where and how mother Anne should be cared for at the end of her life – and that the energy required to solve the problem appears to be directly proportional to one’s distance. Love, peace, and tie dye, brother.
”I love sitting on a bench by some old person, for now I no longer fear the old, but wait for when they trust me enough to tell me their tales, so full of history.”
excerpt from The Diaries of Jane Somers p. 174 by Doris Lessing
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A diary inspired by excerpts from a diary written by my grandmother, Edith Gertrude Kreigh (1886-1977), an American mother with children on both fronts during World War II. Excerpts (in bold print)were written mostly in the spring of 1942, and published here on the same days of the year as original entries, 65 years later. All other texts are by Sue Anne Moody (1947-).
Copyright © Sue Anne Moody
2 comments:
It is meine Mutter not mein Mutter
/scott:-)
Thanks Scott!
What would I do without young men in my life who know better! I have corrected mein mutter now. Love, One of your godmothers
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