A year since.

It’s been a year
since
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
reminders:
scars,
check-ups,
anniversaries.

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

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: