tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291485436649858330.post2316677213539621354..comments2024-03-27T15:11:32.660-07:00Comments on Contemplative Photography: The lonely walkDiane Walkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03379544317007203762noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291485436649858330.post-26428831280925491212011-06-20T08:17:10.120-07:002011-06-20T08:17:10.120-07:00Diane, With an elderly mom who is wresting with ma...Diane, With an elderly mom who is wresting with macular degeneration your words so spoke to me. Not seeing is stripping her world away even as she resists. Also your photographs have been wonderful. Thank you.Susan Richmondhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16587529734038788663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291485436649858330.post-12188235399875782142011-06-17T21:52:57.640-07:002011-06-17T21:52:57.640-07:00Diane, this sounds like a deep role.
What I have s...Diane, this sounds like a deep role.<br />What I have seen of death...well, I learned from it. It was gentle. The dread was much worse than the moment...but I know others for whom it was different. Their memories are not like mine. And the aftermath...that is the hard work.<br /><br />Thank you for your words of encouragement on my blog about the book. I'll be sure to announce when it's ready to go!Gbergerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08895779471612397202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291485436649858330.post-74159335702660523652011-06-17T10:27:40.621-07:002011-06-17T10:27:40.621-07:00Wow, this post and your poem are lovely.
Good lu...Wow, this post and your poem are lovely. <br /><br />Good luck with your acting challenge. My dad died of Parkinson's, and it strikes me as I consider what you've written that Parkinson's forces the shoe off the foot inch by inch -- which is all the more painful to watch when the person involved has no willingness to ever take off that shoe, no sense that the shoe no longer fits and maybe never really did, no sense that freedom is coming or that arms like waves are there to hold us and rock us finally to sleep. <br /><br />It's a disease that *pushes* a person towards those realizations, I think, and pushes them *hard*. Maybe that's its difficult gift.Katarinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00931663039341761160noreply@blogger.com