A tinkering with words over the weekend which made this a blog for today…..
The smallest bubble of understanding
The smallest bubble of belief
The smallest bubble of those who help
Those who get it
Those who know
We need more to enter our bubble
More to understand
I’d love to see a giant bubble
One that enveloped everyone
Or simply not to need a bubble at all
Wouldn’t it be nice if everyone got it and understood dementia………one day…maybe…..one day.
or listen to me reading it here:
Dear Wendy, it makes me happy to think that my work on translating your book into German might help on this. I love what you are doing, you leave me at awe every single day I sit at my desk translating…
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That’s so kind, thank you 🙏 ☺️
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how wonderful x I wish I could write like you x
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Very kind, thank you 😊
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wonderful words x
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Thank you 😊
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Haiku comment:
Enter this bubble
Splash around, enjoy what’s here!
Drop in and connect 💜💕
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That’s a lovely poem.On Facebook there are videos of songaminuteman.He’s 80,has dementia and brightens up when singing as he can recall all the words.His son has written a book about his father.Like you he has followers in many countries!
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Yes, me and Simon (the son) are good friends and I’ve met Ted and his family. They are all wonderful.xxxx
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This says it all Wendy. I’ve shared it on my Facebook page – hope that’s ok. I volunteer with the Alzheimer’s Society so I hope quite a few friends in the same field will see it and think the same. Brilliant post! x
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Thank you 🙏 ☺️x
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