The Mind Works overtime ...

No rest either when one is asleep ... 

The following is four atmospheres from one image 

An image of two love birds  

With balloons and hearts  

Love and joy once  

Above a forest of vibrant green 

With the black rook from the grave site 

Where one of those birds now resides 

The blood redness of the flowers against the black of a heart once lost in the blackness of time ... Now flowering in creativity in the picture as a whole .... snatches of time ... letting go and coming back to reside in a world where I look OK to all those that now pass through my life ... inside is a completely different story 

Much has been said about the state of mind ...

especially over time and the way I too have changed. It has been of a slow decline that hindsight brings. It creeps up on you while we are busy with our moments that happen as they do now. 

My suppressed creativity, conflicts and contradictions too. My husband's decline to un-diagnosed events and most importantly the mental capacity.

Then what happened in a series of terrible events, when the suddenness of a care staff member leaving on a timetable, not thought out and co-ordinated and communicated through all channels involved after a very important multi-agency on the way forward, that was not followed through, let alone taken seriously. All too busy with the time of year it was too ...  eager to get on with the holidays ... and training ... 

No thought given to our fast declining situation, that had obviously supposedly been discussed at said meeting ... for indeed for such a meeting to take place, in the first instance ...