What happens when we lay in wait?
Shall I mourn my loss…regain my hope?
My heart filled to the rim with mixed emotions & dreaded anticipation of what might come next…
How much worse can it really get right!?!?!
One more label to change what?
An image blurred by a mirror that never truly shows me who I really am…
A broken body holding on to stand up straight & strong…
HA! My licensed dealer ready to pump me full of promised cures…
Only to wear a bandaid for today’s symptoms & tomorrow’s troubles
No more, no less
I sit & wait
Copyright Karen Zea 2018
More and more of my time; my days are consumed by waiting in lobbies or hours of traffic to make it to the next appointment…to the next diagnosis….the next prescription because they all promise to make it better.
How do you explain this to a child that is tired of the lengthy hours, missed events, and broken promises to something that will never go away….it might regress, lay dormant…but never really…really go away so….
Rather than sit and get depressed by it all there in a waiting room for all to see…well we write, listen to music, we ground ourselves and hope for a better outcome today…tomorrow.
Life, one moment at a time... 