As spring has finally sprung around here and I am going to keep my camera handy and try to capture the ordinary and the odd-inary and the extra-oddinary. Just the everyday stuff that is amazing. Lately, it been a running theme in what I've been reading and hearing 'bandied' about. I love that term, 'bandied about'...but is that the correct spelling?
I am also thinking this way because someone I know is 'losing her mind' and I have to do something. This person, let's call her Bette, cannot remember a thing from moment to moment and cannot get any pleasure from life --anymore. Simple beauty is not in her realm --anymore. She can see, but she can't see the ordinary --anymore. She believes that there is no 'any more' and she is terrified.
All we can do is make sure she is safe and taken care of. There is very little else that can help ease the fear of slipping into this void. Even love is not enough when your mind convinces you there isn't 'any more' .