missing this face

I am missing this face today, and the mind behind it which, because of Alzheimer's, is slowly dissolving like a cube of sugar in water. Still, the essence of my mother remains, though not so much in her watery eyes but in an aster's bright reminder of her favorite color, in rose water's faint and sweet scent that calls to mind her mild skin, and in her smile, which I see clearly in Calvin's face on days when he is feeling good.


  1. What a lovely and very human sentiment! It rests well in my psyche.....Thanks.