Absinthe Makes The Heart Grow Fonder.

Like a west-coast sunset, your eyes slowly close,
In the dark your mind turns, but your body stays in one pose.
As the sea crawls in, creeping round my ankles,
The surrounding beauty just reminds me of you.

Drive Well, Sleep Carefully.

So I find myself falling hopelessly behind on my life's travels. I could document each event and emotion. I could ponder over everything that happens, but I think I'd rather apply the thought and the time to select things, the things that I find important and feel inspired to write about.

This seems like quite a grand introduction to a post that will probably disappoint, but I guess that's how things go. I received some pretty horrible news a couple of days back, regarding the health of my grandmother. Due to a series of small and one large stroke, she is now paralyzed on one side, and has no memory whatsoever, long term or short. What I hate is that I've already learned to cope with my other grandmother (my mothers side) not knowing who I am, due to Dementia, and although I know I will, I really don't want to have to do it again.

Those two parts of my life have now pretty much been erased, they are not the grandparents I knew and although my love and support for them is still there, I find it so hard to visit them. I can do nothing but continue as I would and love them, despite these new found difficulties. I just find it hard to imagine how she must feel.

This post has a rather low tone, and I'm sure my take on the whole situation will adjust with time.