I blend into the walls, like other women: faceless, expression-a dead look. I've lost my identity, my individuality. I longer kw myself. The other women are young, Black, Hispanic, few White, like me. Most have been abused by fathers, mothers, husbands or children. Children who don't want to care for mothers sign them in after they have been released from psychiatric facilities. Twenty-year olds are put here by mothers or fathers after they come from drug or alcohol centers. Children don't want to care for mothers, and mothers don't want to care for children-their own flesh and blood. If there's a 'me' underneath this faceless disguise that has attached itself to my body, I want it to leave, w! After having been married with children, a nice home, belonging to golf country clubs, and divorce, at age 68, after surgery and medical bills, I had other choice but to move into a Homeless Shelter.
Rose Lamatt was born on Long Island, NY, the daughter of an emigrant Italian father and a mother from South Philly. She married, raised a family and lived on Long Island until moving to Florida in1985. Because of several blinks, she fulfilled her passion for writing in 2005.