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The New Me

See saw, see saw
Up, down,
Back and forth
 
Do I fight and strive
to do what I love to do?
Do I surrender and move on
     to find a new passion
     that is not so difficult?
 
Pride resides in determination
     Don’t give in.
Peace dwells in acceptance.
  This is the new me.

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I’m Still in Here!

How much do we become
what others perceive us to be?
 
Intelligent thoughts are trapped in here.
  People wait patiently
            trying to understand
 
I feel handicapped, mentally deficient.
 I’m still in here!

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Autumn

  The first touches of yellow
            like highlights in the leaves.
  A few gray strands
appearing in my hair.
 
  The leaves proclaiming
a new season.
  The gray hairs announcing
            a new season of my life.
 
  Both seasons, nature’s and my own,
           are welcome.

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Letting Go

Plans being made
Meetings
The job goes on,
But I am gradually stepping back.
 
Preparing for the transition,
Doing the work,
            Fulfilling the responsibilities,
            But withdrawing from the passion.
 
This work I loved
  Left to someone else
 
Plans being made
Meetings
The job goes on,
 
But I am on a different path.
 
 
 

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Live in the moment

“Live in the moment,”
       Maria said to me.
In my head I knew what she meant,
       but not in my heart.
      
       I had my list to check off-
       Jobs to do,
       Plans to be made,
       Life to be organized.
 
Then a hiccup, a diagnosis,
an interruption in my plans.
 
       Music sounds sweeter to me now
                 [...]

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Coping

Tears spring unexpected into my eyes.
They come unexpected
  when I try to read aloud.
  when I try to sing.
Memories of what I was good at,
Memories of what I enjoyed.
 
“You are distraught, depressed”
  my speech therapist says..
 
Isn’t it possible to be strong,
  Have faith,
And still do the hard work of grieving?
 
 

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Diagnosis
Primary Progressive Aphasia. ”What is that?” No one has heard of it… no one that I talk to knows anyone who has lost his or her language. “We don’t even notice,” they used to say. “You sound just fine to me.”
          But every conversation is an effort. I hear the sentences in my head, but when [...]

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