The Light That Remembers You
The morning light hits the kitchen table, and you see it again—that flicker in their eyes. A mixture of pity for the jar you cannot twist open, and impatience for the name that slipped away before you could speak it.
You wear the mask of the parent who still knows everything, smiling while your hands feel foreign and your mind feels slow. But the light does not see your failing capacity; it sees the dignity that has never left you.
It was there before the memory faded, and it is here now, untouched by time or forgetting. You are not the sum of what you can no longer do.
You are the light that remembers them even when the words are gone.
Drawing from
1 John 3:20, Gospel of Mary 9:4-7
Verses
1 John 3:20, Gospel of Mary 9:4-7
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