When there are no words

by mymothersbrain

Sometimes, it’s just too depressing to write about this journey. I can’t find anything good to say about it, can’t find anything redeeming about what we’re going through. Then I remember that sometimes it’s easier to show than to tell. So here are a few images focusing on some of the brighter moments — those instances showing some of the skills Mom still has and moments in which she still marvels at the world.

Text and photos (c) Beatriz Terrazas 2011

She can still tie her shoes.

She can still brush her hair.

She can still put on her hair clips.

She won't leave the house without her jacket, but will go for a walk, look for birds on a wire ...

... and make it all the way back home.