My grandmother’s hearing is going
suddenly quickly fast.
Her ears feel foggy and I imagine she feels like cereal clogged in milk.
She laments of how today she couldn't hear the lifting of the wings of black birds or the call to prayer or her daughter on the phone.
Right after our call she sends me photos of stones she's painted
messages how she plans to hide them on the paths she walks
little lovely treasures
Gifts
and I wish the best gift for her
to hear again
Utterly and Fully again.
I love: "Her ears feel foggy and I imagine she feels like cereal clogged in milk." I can feel this so well.