A Man Named Lee
A man visits his mother41 total reviews
Comment from jake cosmos aller
as someone who lost his mother to Alzheimer's and his father-in- law as well I can relate to this poem. Alzheimer's is a cruel disease. They hopefully will find a cure. In the meantime doing this daily prompts helps me stay focused.
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2024
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as someone who lost his mother to Alzheimer's and his father-in- law as well I can relate to this poem. Alzheimer's is a cruel disease. They hopefully will find a cure. In the meantime doing this daily prompts helps me stay focused.
Comment Written 06-Jul-2024
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2024
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Thank you for your wonderful review
and excellent stars
Comment from godlucifer
my mother is 91 yrs old. its sad but i hate to say it she's losing some of her memories and hearing. i just pray to god that everyday she's with us i will remember and carry these memories to my death bed. your poem was sad but written with a trueness from your heart. thanks for the read.
truly
godlucifer
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2024
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my mother is 91 yrs old. its sad but i hate to say it she's losing some of her memories and hearing. i just pray to god that everyday she's with us i will remember and carry these memories to my death bed. your poem was sad but written with a trueness from your heart. thanks for the read.
truly
godlucifer
Comment Written 06-Jul-2024
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2024
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Your mother has already lived 91 years. That is an accomplishment in of itself
Thank you for your wonderful review
and excellent stars
Comment from estory
I thought this was great. Told from the perspective of the sick mother, you really experience the poignant loss of the connection to the son who is trying to reach her but can't. The personal voice is just chocked full of the frustration of not being able to recall someone like a son. Having gone through this with my own mother, I can say this was really emotional. estory
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2024
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I thought this was great. Told from the perspective of the sick mother, you really experience the poignant loss of the connection to the son who is trying to reach her but can't. The personal voice is just chocked full of the frustration of not being able to recall someone like a son. Having gone through this with my own mother, I can say this was really emotional. estory
Comment Written 06-Jul-2024
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2024
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Thank you for your wonderful review
and excellent stars
Comment from Ulla
No, Pam, I don't think he will leave her forever. But it will be so very hard on her. My first husband's second wife came down with Alzheimer's when she was 56. Now, almost eight years later she doesn't even know who she is herself. It's so hard for all of us. We all remained close friends after my daughter's father and I divorced back in 94.
Your beautiful and tragic poem resonated with me. Ulla xcx
reply by the author on 06-Jul-2024
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No, Pam, I don't think he will leave her forever. But it will be so very hard on her. My first husband's second wife came down with Alzheimer's when she was 56. Now, almost eight years later she doesn't even know who she is herself. It's so hard for all of us. We all remained close friends after my daughter's father and I divorced back in 94.
Your beautiful and tragic poem resonated with me. Ulla xcx
Comment Written 06-Jul-2024
reply by the author on 06-Jul-2024
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Thank you for such nice comments and a wonderful review
Comment from Rachelle Allen
This one guts me. Your story, your rhythm, and rhyme and meter were all just luminous. You have outdone yourself with this one. Alzheimer's is such a tragic disease - but far more so, or at least so it seems, for the loved ones than the afflicted one. You portrayed it beautifully. xo
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2024
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This one guts me. Your story, your rhythm, and rhyme and meter were all just luminous. You have outdone yourself with this one. Alzheimer's is such a tragic disease - but far more so, or at least so it seems, for the loved ones than the afflicted one. You portrayed it beautifully. xo
Comment Written 06-Jul-2024
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2024
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Thank you for your wonderful review
and excellent stars
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Always my pleasure, Miss Excellent Writer!! xo
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Ah shucks. Thank you
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Lol. You slay me.
Comment from Pearl Edwards
This is a sad reality for many families, and you've shown it well from the POV of the mother who's son is now a stranger to her. A poignant poem, Pam, well written.
Cheers
Valda
reply by the author on 07-Aug-2024
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This is a sad reality for many families, and you've shown it well from the POV of the mother who's son is now a stranger to her. A poignant poem, Pam, well written.
Cheers
Valda
Comment Written 06-Jul-2024
reply by the author on 07-Aug-2024
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Thank you so much for the extra star and your lovely comments and encouragement. They made my day.
Comment from Ginda Simpson
With this poem, you reveal the heartache of this cruel disease, for both mother and son suffer its devastation. Memories gone astray and the frustration and loss are immeasurable.
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2024
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With this poem, you reveal the heartache of this cruel disease, for both mother and son suffer its devastation. Memories gone astray and the frustration and loss are immeasurable.
Comment Written 06-Jul-2024
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2024
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Thank you for your wonderful review
and excellent stars
Comment from nomi338
First my father was attacked by this terrible disease. The last time i saw him alive he just lay in bed snoring to beat the band. My wife tried to touch his arm and he jerked away from her. That broke me. The next time I saw him he was completely beyond my reach, no longer aware of any touch. The last time I saw my mother alive, she had seriously declined. This once vibrant and active woman was a mere shell of herself. Since the death of my middle sister, I could see the life slowly leaking out of my mother. She was dazed and confused most of the time. Parents who want to see more of their children must be aware, as a child it hurts to see your heroes diminish physically and mentally before your eyes, while you can do little if anything at all to stop or even slow the progression of the disease.
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2024
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First my father was attacked by this terrible disease. The last time i saw him alive he just lay in bed snoring to beat the band. My wife tried to touch his arm and he jerked away from her. That broke me. The next time I saw him he was completely beyond my reach, no longer aware of any touch. The last time I saw my mother alive, she had seriously declined. This once vibrant and active woman was a mere shell of herself. Since the death of my middle sister, I could see the life slowly leaking out of my mother. She was dazed and confused most of the time. Parents who want to see more of their children must be aware, as a child it hurts to see your heroes diminish physically and mentally before your eyes, while you can do little if anything at all to stop or even slow the progression of the disease.
Comment Written 05-Jul-2024
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2024
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Thank you for your wonderful review
and excellent stars
Comment from Michele Harber
Again, you've written a (sadly) much too relatable piece. I don't know that my dad ever forgot my sister or me but, for my mother, we were sometimes her mother or her sister (although she only had brothers). In the latest stages of dementia, we had to be reintroduced to my grandmother and great-grandmother every visit. It was heart-rending. However, never did we say we wouldn't visit them again as a result. No matter what, we still loved them. I'd like to think that Lee made the same choice. As usual, your writing forces the reader to think, and to make hard choices, and that's one of the things I like about it.
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2024
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Again, you've written a (sadly) much too relatable piece. I don't know that my dad ever forgot my sister or me but, for my mother, we were sometimes her mother or her sister (although she only had brothers). In the latest stages of dementia, we had to be reintroduced to my grandmother and great-grandmother every visit. It was heart-rending. However, never did we say we wouldn't visit them again as a result. No matter what, we still loved them. I'd like to think that Lee made the same choice. As usual, your writing forces the reader to think, and to make hard choices, and that's one of the things I like about it.
Comment Written 05-Jul-2024
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2024
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Thank you for your wonderful review
and excellent stars
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You're very welcome.
Comment from Mary Vigasin
A touching, sad yet beautiful story. It touches the heart of many of your readers who have loved ones who have suffered from dementia or Alzheimer's.
The last six months of my grandmother's life was from dementia.
Best wishes and thank you for such a meaningful post.
Best wishes
Mary
reply by the author on 26-Jul-2024
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A touching, sad yet beautiful story. It touches the heart of many of your readers who have loved ones who have suffered from dementia or Alzheimer's.
The last six months of my grandmother's life was from dementia.
Best wishes and thank you for such a meaningful post.
Best wishes
Mary
Comment Written 05-Jul-2024
reply by the author on 26-Jul-2024
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Thank you for your wonderful comments and a great review
Thank you especially for the six shiny stars. It made my day.