That day changed everything.
One started on Palm Sunday
Another in the startling blue October sky
Another a steamy April afternoon
in the Texas Medical Center
and another
and another
another
cancer.
Until even though well
I simply cannot sleep
thinking, praying for all
these precious lives.
This day is ours to own
we can go up the down staircase
through shadows and into light
climbing, walking, arms open
face open
because we can
pause for a long moment
and
watch sunlight dance through motes
wondering if or how
that same energy could stop cancer cells from breathing.
Stop them.
Photo credit: Kathi Kolb
One started on Palm Sunday
Another in the startling blue October sky
Another a steamy April afternoon
in the Texas Medical Center
and another
and another
another
cancer.
Until even though well
I simply cannot sleep
thinking, praying for all
these precious lives.
we can go up the down staircase
through shadows and into light
climbing, walking, arms open
face open
because we can
pause for a long moment
and
watch sunlight dance through motes
wondering if or how
that same energy could stop cancer cells from breathing.
Stop them.
Photo credit: Kathi Kolb
10 comments:
Jody, so beautifully rendered. Thank you for putting it into words.
This is simply BEAUTIFUL Jody! I will be reading and re-reading and dwelling in it a bit. Wow. Thank you.
Love, Deb
Thank you both for the virtual hugs:) Sometimes it's wonderful to write outside the boundaries of a an article. After such an intense week, it was wonderful stress relief. I went to sleep after reading new work by Pema Chodron on the benefit of - the pause - and woke up at four am dreaming sentences.
And here we are, sharing good times together again. Love you both,
jms
Wow, Jody, this is amazing. This piece brought tears to my eyes, you have such a beautiful way with words. Thank you so much for yet another moving piece of writing. Love and hugs, Annemieke
Jody,
None of us will ever forget the day we were diagnosed with cancer: the fear and disbelief that eventually gives way to our will to live. If will and energy could cure cancer, this disease would be something we only read about in history books.
XOXOXO,
Brenda
I remember
the Palm Sunday
the October sky
the steamy April.
I am still here.
This is so lovely, Jody. I'm honored that you used my photo. And, that's just the sort of feeling I got when I took it, that hope and perseverence, yet uncertainty about where we're going & what we'll find when we get there. Love you, sistah.
Kathi
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