Saturday stretches on

Still unable to load on images, so I am stuck with finger picking on this tiny box. At least some of typos are magically improved. I felt a chill while floating after a swim. I called out "Mama, Mama". I feel her swimming with, hanging about my air almost brushing into me.....so close. We looked deep into each others tears again today. She is bewildered; I am bewildered too.

Doesn't seem so long ago

It doesn't seem so long ago that I was in Washington, DC with Mama and my sister Martha. We went for the opening of the Native American Museum because Mama has long been such a supporter of the Native American and, of course, we had to go by the Capital where she walked right up and stood with the Code Pink protesters and spoke her thoughts to them all, including Carolyn Sheedy. Was it really so long ago...when she was free and mindful? I just got the word that she now wears an ankle bracelet, because she was wandering into the outside world to marvel at the trees and the growing world, to listen to the birds, and she wandered too far or was gone too long because now she is a prisoner. Because of the bracelet, an alarm will sound if she nears the door. I am so sad that this is what is going on. Yes, I want her safe, but I also want her to marvel at the wonders of the natural world she so enjoys. My last phone call with her, I could feel her shrinking more inside herself. Mama, Mama, have faith that there are still many delights for you to take in. Maggie, have faith that this will all be bearable.