Long Distance Waiting

Written for:  dVerse Poets – Haibun Monday #29  (guest host:  Michael)

As your guest host today I am asking you to consider the concept of WAITING. We all do it at least once a day. We live in a world where waiting is part of life. At the airport, leaving or awaiting an arrival, in the shops, going to a sporting event, at the train station, the bus stop, even at home waiting to use the bathroom.

Draw from your personal experience whether it be a pleasant or unpleasant wait, from the exhilaration of awaiting the arrival of a loved one to the trauma of waiting news of a lost loved one or one who is ill.

My sister and I could not convince Mom to leave
Florida, and return to New York where family lived.
Dad was gone. My husband and I had moved to Portland.

The horror of seeing dementia overtake Mom, coupled
with the fact that we were unable to get her to comprehend
seriousness of living alone, was overwhelming.  
were employed, without family being present to witness

her need for extra care. Then, the call. Mom had fallen
again, and was in hospital. Her condition had deteriorated
to a point that put her beyond care of assisted living.  The next
time we saw Mom was in a nursing facility.

after winter’s storm
tree falls, branches broken off
no way to save it


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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30 Responses to Long Distance Waiting

  1. Michael says:

    Seeing parents decline as they do can be so heart breaking and dementia only makes it worse. Thanks for sharing your story with us….

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  2. This I can relate to, my mother refused until the end too, and is now in a nursing home… waiting


  3. frankhubeny says:

    I ask myself what would I do in a nursing home? There is the wait for the end, but can we breath in a better way that brings happiness to those around us. I don’t know. That might be all sentimentality, but maybe not. Both of my parents have died and my mother was in a nursing home before she died. She roomed with a woman who was happy and this made her happier, or at least I imagine it did. I would like to be like that happy woman and that is what I hope I would try to do should my last days be spent in a nursing home.

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  4. kim881 says:

    So many of us have seen this, Sarah. Dementia is so stealthy and cruel.


  5. Grace says:

    A heartbreaking share Sara. Your haiku sums it all very beautifully.


  6. lillian says:

    Oh this is heart wrenching……..and the haiku is incredible in capturing, within nature, what you went through. An amazing post.


  7. Misky says:

    This is so powerful and achingly painful. (hugs)


  8. vidyatiru says:

    ‘long distance’ waiting makes it all the more tougher.. and wishing we could be closer to loved ones…
    your haiku sums up the feelings so well..


  9. It feels as if she did everything on her terms for as long as possible. A very poignant haibun Sara and your closing haiku is especially beautiful xxx


  10. kanzensakura says:

    I totally understand. My mom is slipping away from me in the end time of cruel Alzheimers. The haiku is heartbreaking and beautiful.


  11. Olga says:

    “No way to save it” is hard to deal with emotionally. A touching haibun. ❤


  12. Powerful and truthful words and a quite simply stunning Haiku to hold it all.


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