Good morning, it's an honor to be here.
The
poet Elizabeth Bishop once wrote: "The art of losing isn't hard to master," the
poet Elizabeth Bishop once wrote The art of losing is not difficult to master,
so many things seems filled with the intent to be lose,
and
their lost is not disaster.”
This loss does not mean disaster
I am not a poet, I’m a person living with early on-set Alzheimer's.
I'm not a poet, I'm just a normal person with early on-set Alzheimer's And as that person, I
find myself learning the art of losing every day
I've been learning the art of losing all day Losing my
bearing, losing objects, losing sleep The most important thing is the loss of memory
All my life, I have accumulated memories, they have become in a way most precious prossesions.
I have accumulated all kinds of memories throughout my life. In a sense, they have become my most treasured possessions.
The night I met my husband, the first time I held my textbook in my hands.
The day I met my husband, my first Having children
, making friends, traveling the world, having children, making friends, traveling the world, everything I've accumulated in life, everything I've worked so hard for , The accumulation in my life is the reason I work so hard now all that is being ripped away. Now it's all taken away. As you can imagine , or as you know, this is hell, but it gets worse. But it's getting worse Who can take us seriously when we are so far from who we once were? We are no longer our original selves, who can take us seriously?
Our strange behavior and fumbled sentences change other's perception of us
and
our perception of ourselves.
Also changed our own perception We become
ridiculous, incapable, comic, but this is not who we are, this is our disease. But that's not what we should be. It's just our disease that made us what we are. And like any disease, it has a cause , it has a progression, and it could have a cure . There is also a cure for this disease. My greatest wish is that my children, our children, the next generation do not have to face what I am facing. My greatest wish is that my children, our children, our next generation don't have to face all this we are facing. But for the time being, I'm still alive. But at least so far I'm alive I know I'm alive
I have people I loved dearly, I have things I wanna do with my life. I rail against myself for not being able to remember things,
I have loved ones who have things I want to accomplish I blame myself for not being able to remember things
but I still have moments in the day of pure happiness and joy.
But I experience pure happiness and joy every day
And please, do not think I am suffering, I am not suffering, I am struggling.
Please don't let me suffer I'm not suffering I'm struggling
Struggling to be part of things, to stay connected to who I once was.
Struggling to fit in, Struggling to keep in touch with the past , so
living the moment, I tell myself.
So I tell myself to live in the moment
It's really all I can do, live the moment, and not beat myself up too much... It
's really the only thing I can do right now
up too much for mastering the are of losing.
Don't beat yourself up to master the lost art
One thing I'll try to hold onto though, is the memory of speaking here today.
Nevertheless I will try to remember the speech here today
It will go, I know it will. It may be gone by tomorrow
I know it will go away
but it means so much to be talking here today
but speaking here today means a lot to me
like my old ambitious self who was so Fascinated by communication.
Because the ambitious me before was always overwhelmed by the charm of communication
Thank you for this opportunity, it means the world to me. Thank you.
Thank you all for giving me this opportunity it means a lot to me Thank you all
By Little K
In this world there is a kind of painful progress, longing for what we left behind and dreaming ahead.
There is a painful progress in this world, longing for what we leave behind, and still dreaming of moving forward
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