Oct. 3rd -Danse Macabre- Chris Ritchey

October 3, 2018 at 10:38 am 4 comments


Bauhaus-Archiv Berlin /Source 

Once again,  I am locked into  a performance with  death. I am exhausted and angry  as I  watch  this thief of life steal everything that is and was your Nana and my mum, just as I  stood helpless as you  too  were locked into  this grim  dance of reality  that faces us all.

The purloiner  of life has taken the light from her blue eyes, made them red ringed and pale, her smile just a memory ,  as she waits , she has disappeared within her own body  as it stubbornly  clings to  life and the loved ones around her . She is  caught between the notes as the music of death  is played, no  longer having the strength to walk , sit or feed herself  without help , her pride of independence, privacy, modesty  gone , slowly drained buy the vampiric interloper and yet it seems that is not enough-  still the dance partner of death  continues the performance, sapping her of what is left of her , cruel in its movements  as the tune reels and swirls, no  respite or quarter given.


The difference with  you, my  darling son  there  was another dance partner , who  lent strength  to  my  body  and soul- that of HOPE.  Hope was my  partner,  the hours of driving, the meals, the days and nights of  care, the medicines  , doctors and trials  would work . Parallel days with  the dance I am  once again intertwined , unable to   find escape cold grasping fingers refusing to  let  me go, crushing my  heart. Another August, September , October and the dance continues , the music raucous and disjointed – a cacophony  of jarring notes , breaking the peace.

October 3rd , the last time you  were home  with  your family, filled with  hope that Houston  would be the answer to  stopping the dance, but hope, although strong in our hearts, was not enough to  combat the “danse macabre” …… and now once again the robber of life  has entered our home and our very  beings..

and ripped from us joy , hope and laughter.  I love you  Chris  and I  know you  will be here for your  Nana  as this final  dance ends…………

Chris Ritchey Source

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4 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Robert J. Gargasz  |  October 3, 2018 at 11:03 am

    November 29, 2007 was the day my Mother was called Home. It happened after her last lunch approximately 11:40 am. A bright sunshine alighted a blue sky and my Father Joe came down took her into his arms and they departed earth together, a reunion including without doubt a dance of magnificent happiness their souls inspired by the love the have for each other. The Family left behind is but a temporary absence to an eternal reunion of spirit and love. Speak to these departed that we love. They now watch over us and patience our eternal reunion with them and our Creator. God’s Blessings be upon you. May your heart be healed of all grief. May you be given strength to endure all earthly struggles. A Mother is Love.
    Robert J. Gargasz

  • 2. thatwoman  |  October 3, 2018 at 11:11 am

    thank you …

  • 3. Dave  |  October 3, 2018 at 4:28 pm

    I wish there was some way I could help.
    Sending positive energy. ❤

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