my mother has the floppy heart thing, I am sure of it. fluid pooling in her feet. I know, she's old n shit. she probably does need a heart assist pill at her age. BUT, forcing her to watch me make arts n crafts instead of tv, forcing her to cry by being AWARE of the bag of tears she is, etcetc - that meant one foot woke deswelled today and she stood up 🤏 longer. I push her just 🤏 much. I name it: GRIEF. and each day 🤏 much less dead/dying imminently. on her, my strawberry milk magic works tg. very very very slowly. painfully. each bout of crying, of being present here X and now, not hiding in her addled mind somewhere, hurts her. and salvages her.
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| hope; side effect stress hives |
jjcale is healing music for me and The Knife both 💞 on heavy rotation
