It’s that time again! Time to gather around the table and share some juicy tidbits of fiction with the folks of Friday Fictioneers, hosted by the lovely and talented Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. You can find other small tales of wonder, and danger at: rochellewisoff.com. Come on out and join us! This week’s photo is loaned to us by : Rochelle herself.
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Senility
‘Oh, Papaw, look…” Little Rose pointed to the steel lines in the street. “They’re still there, just like you said.”
Papaw looked at the old steel trolley lines embedded in the asphalt, his eyes misting. His mind taking him back a half a century to a day he would never forget. He sniffled and squeezed Rose’s hand. “It’s so we never forget, my little Rose… so we never forget.’ His voice choked on the last word.
‘When you forget, Papaw, I will remember for you.’ Rose smiled up at him.
Author’s Note: Remember to treasure everyday that you have… it could be your last. Or, in the case of my Mominlaw, it could be the last that you can remember. She’s been diagnosed with Senile Dementia a few years ago, and it’s been getting much worse. Prayers that when they come down this Friday that they even know who we are. Last Christmas, they didn’t.
It’s been hectic these last couple of months. In November, I did Nano, stopped counting at 65K. Set aside writing to return to my Blackwork SAL (sew-a-long), and managed (no idea how?) to accomplish 28 weeks of sewing in a mere three weeks, finishing it on Christmas Day! YEAH!
My dear Hubby has been declared blind… and believe it or not, that’s a good thing. Now, he’s getting some help with special equipment to enable him to work much easier… at least as far as reading the fine print on things. We still have a couple of evals to go through to qualify for a white cane, and/or a balance cane. He’s received his “reader” from the library for the blind and we are awaiting the first audio books to arrive. He chose his first book: “The Brave New World” by Aldus Huxley. This should be interesting to watch his reaction. hehe. No hospitals in recent weeks which has been a godsend and answer to soooo many prayers.
Happy New Year to EVERYONE! Hope is filled with more blessings than you can count in your lifetime!
Chaos Central Command 
I like the idea of her remembering for him
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There’s a song, can’t remember title, only a few lyrics that speaks “Margaret remembers for me now” or the like. I’m finding that I have to be the one to remember for my Hubby more and more. The seizures have taken their toll.
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So cruel is dementia. Sorry about the MiL. For your husband, glad that having an official diagnosis helps.
Enjoyed the story. There are things we must remember for those who went before us.
Have a Happy New year!
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Blind services has been so helpful, Trent. We have a great caseworker. And getting the help that he needs has reduced the stress at work. The little electric magnifier that he has is sooo cool!
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Dear Bear, what a delightful story, in a sad sort of way. How lovely that Rose will be there for him as his memories slide away. So glad hubby is FINALLY going to get what he needs – hopefully. As always, your black work is stunning. (P.S. do you have an address yet? I have something to send to you. email me at lishdonn@hotmail.com if you get the chance.) Happy New Year!
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Sent you an email, Lish. Wrote you a letter and lost it somehow. HEading over to post office from here to get some stamps. Used my last one on the waterbill.
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A sad and lovely story. And your work is amazing, I had never heard of Blackwork before and it’s not something I could do. And I’m glad you have some better news now and your hubby gets the help he needs.
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Blackwork was once the poorman’s lace. In medieval times, when lace was so very expensive and owned mostly by royalty only, blackwork was done for decoration on clothing furnishings, church vestments, etc. It is a beautiful artform. Love it, and thanks for the compliment.
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Dear Bear,
We watched my mother in law slip away with Alzheimer’s. Such a cruel disease. Glad your hubby’s getting what he needs. Lovely little story. A good new year to your and your hunny.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I wanted to write more, but it seemed like a good place to cut off. You can imagine the story I found coming through the lines.
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Wow, B, challenging time for you. Tech is great for many disabilities now. Hopefully in the soon future scientist will crack the dementia code. Ruthless condition. Your sewing is gorgeous. Hopefully 2023 will be a better year.
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Thanks, Tannille! Every year you live through is a good one, right! 🙂 ❤
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A touching tale and a footnote filled with mixed emotions. Wishing you everything you wish for yourselves in ’23.
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A charming but all too real life story. Good to read that the diagnosis and technology helps.
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He’s had vision issues all his life. It’s good that someone finally acknowledges the difficulty it presents.
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Whatever the type of dementia, and there are many, it is a cruel thief that robs the victim of everything!
I’m sorry about your husband’s vision, but glad that his diagnosis gets him some much-needed help.
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He’s had vision issues all his life. It’s good to have it finally acknowledged.
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sad yet loving piece wishing you all the very best for the new year ❤
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Happy New Year to you as well! Party hard, party safe!
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Bear, good to see you back. You have been busy! Good to hear your hubby will be getting what he needs. Best Wishes to You Both for 2023!
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