Open
concept
Fast
Henrietta
Flip-flop
clasped
between
her
teeth
She
wants
my
attention
I
chase
and
clap
laughing
encouraging
pretending
When
she
tires
and
lets
me catch her
we are a heap of
ear scratches
and nuzzles
on
the
cool
tile
floor
I wrote a vulnerable piece in September 2018.
At the time, I hoped nobody from my “real life” would read it.
I wasn’t ready.
Now, I am….
My inside game gave me strength and courage
to support my
big
heart
In The Choice, Dr. Edith Eva Eger tells a story of seeing two mothers on the same day. One had a daughter dying of hemophilia, the other was upset because her new Cadillac was not the right shade of yellow.
I realized that day how much my two patients, who appeared so different, had in common—with each other and all people everywhere. Both women were responding to a situation they couldn’t control in which their expectations had been upended. Both were struggling and hurting because something was not what they wanted or expected it to be; they were trying to reconcile what was with what ought to have been. Each woman’s pain was real. Each woman was caught up in the human drama—that we find ourselves in situations we didn’t see coming and that we don’t feel prepared to handle. Both women deserved my compassion. Both women had the potential to heal. Both women, like all of us, had choices in attitude and action that could move them from victim to survivor even if the circumstances they were dealing with didn’t change. Survivors don’t have time to ask, “Why me?” For survivors, the only relevant question is, “What’s Next?”
What’s next?
Amazing the power of words, when we give them power. I can so relate, Gail.
Your candor in sharing your journey with your readers is an inspiration.