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When I go visit my mother in her nursing home, I cannot help but be overcome by the sheer depressing-ness of her situation. I am sure she wouldn’t have wanted to end up here, covered in food from lunch, a diaper hanging from her bottom like a large two year old, unable to speak or walk. I am sure it would have been much more humane to just let her die.Posted By Teresa On 01.21.2013 @ 8:34 pm
Sweep is a word used in sports to mean a team has won all their games! I’m glad I thought of sports first instead of “sweep the floor” but obviously it shows that housekeeping is not a big priority in my life. You can also sweep someone out of your life, sweep off your own doorstep before sticking your nose in someone else’s business…Posted By Teresa On 01.17.2013 @ 8:47 am
i remember very well the first time i met stephanie. Well, I actually don’t. Maybe it was in the subjects fair, or maybe in the dayroom. Is it really that important? No, I don’t think that changed our relationship at all, had we met somewhere else, the relationship would be, at least in the essentials, the same.Posted By Teresa On 11.28.2012 @ 3:17 pm
They were lost to themselves. Happily trapped in their own little world, that no one else had permission to enter. It was there’s and there’s alone and they had no intention to ever leave. Keeping each other company until the world was over and everyone else had turned to dust.Posted By Teresa On 11.09.2012 @ 10:39 am
All the air left in one fell swoop.
And all that was left was the casing.
The body that once held the fullness within.
Now sagging and folded in within itself.
Wondering how and when it had ever been full.
Questioning the cause of the puncture.
Knowing it doesn’t really matter now, anyway.Posted By Teresa On 08.07.2012 @ 6:59 am
The overalls fit fairly well considering I have put on a bit of weight in the last couple of days. I know I should not have had those eggs benedictine for breakfast with the ham and the spinach. Really fattening, especially with all that sauce. Still I feel pretty comfortable considering that I feel tight around my stomach and the material is a bit stiff since I did notPosted By Teresa On 07.07.2012 @ 5:43 pm
Life is a detention. It keeps you from having dreams accomplished the hard way. It makes you think twice about your past actions. It leave you in a vase with life simple tools. Your mind. So you use it to make detention weaker and easierr to get aroound. So you can freaer to as you wish and detention will only be another tree in life.Posted By teresa On 07.06.2012 @ 11:18 pm
Sometimes we have to make a treaty with ourselves. Tell ourselves we are going to make goals and figure out how we are going to do it. There are two battling sides to me, to you, to every individual. Sometimes those sides get in an all out war, and the only thing to do is make a treaty to figure it out.Posted By Teresa On 06.05.2012 @ 10:26 pm
i think of nice pajamas. i think of a big fluffy bed and feathers floating in the air once i jump onto the comforters. i think about marie antoinette. silk reminds me of the nightgown i found in my moms drawers……i always wanted to wear silk but i dont own any silk clothing. silkworms? gross. silk soft silk. love love love. actuaPosted By Teresa On 08.23.2011 @ 7:18 pm