Embracing The Light

My Mother is my Alarm Clock.

05:00 am.

She is up.

No point negotiating about going back to bed.

Broken Sleep Pattern.

Grumpy start to the day.

Dementia doesn’t care.

I shower, get ready and head to the bakery.

The morning Light reminds me everything is ok.

Life continues because that’s the way of things.

Life is a marked deck, god is the dealer.

He knows the score and my next move before I do. It’s ok, I am the puppet on the end of the string, for God is the Marionette”.

Thanks for reading.