It was his first day “There”
To him it was something “New”
For today starts
The road to understanding.
She woke him early
Dawn was not outside
Their window yet
She prepared him
For his first day
Bathe him, combed his hair
Selected
What he was to wear
She made him
His favorite breakfast
Lovingly washed his face again
And cleaned his hands.
She held his hand tenderly
Escorting him to the garage
Opening the car door
Sat and secured him
On the front passenger side
Clicked the child lock
So he not open the door
While she drives
For her
It was a painful fifteen mile drive
Thoughts went through her head
Hoping he do well
Getting used to being away.
She knew one thing
He will get along with others
He was that way
Charismatic
Others enjoyed his company
He smiled
Upon meeting new friends.
The time has arrived
Pulling into the parking lot
A “Teacher” was waiting
By the door
She walked him to the front
She kissed him, whispering
“I Love You”
I will pick you later
She watched him
Disappeared in the building.
She returned to the car
For four hours
Of his first day
She cried and waited there,
Inscribed
Above the entrance door
Were carved, the words
Alzheimer’s Rehabilitation Center.
By William Bonilla
“D’Artagnan”
10/09/08
Sheila
Love,
Becca~
Alzheimers...I hope He doesn't have those plans for me, I kind of like my dignity, don't want to go without it.
Georg
Love,
ET
Much peace, love, and light to you my dearest friend,
Amber "V"
Just finished the last episode of Dr. Bonnie and just posted it. Hope you like it. Love, Bonnie