I’ve spend the last two days reflecting on the meaning of love, perhaps, because of the time of year. My reflections will give me something to write about in the coming weeks. For now …
At one time I worked with elderly people where one of them was in cognitive decline. I would often see them soon after a diagnosis was confirmed. A difficult time. Anticipating the road ahead for them and for the surviving partner, I would explore the resilience of the relationship. I found the themes were invariably the same: humour, and being there for the other. Their thinking so alike, they were two peas in a pod.
I learned from the themes in these relationships, yes humour and presence, as simple as it sounds, works. So this post is for them.
The tremor
She averts her gaze from the future
to his arms on the table
they are strong and still as a bridge
the junction,
where his smile carries her over
a dawn bird
A Shared Space 
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