A year since.

It’s been a year
my surgery,
walking with courage, holding my fear, crying from pain;
Receiving a strange, unsettling diagnosis
with a good prognosis;
Losing a piece of myself.
Nothing has felt the same since.
Stretching, growing,
like layers of colorful clay
across wounds
forming new skin, language, life.

There will always be

I am learning
I cannot always control the tides of my life:
illness can grow amidst good health;
laughter can spring up in the darkest night.

With all the changes, losses, shifts
I savor
my presence, here now.

~ 11/25/14


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