Fears
CAN YOU HEAR IT CREAPING, TOATLY ENCASING YOUR MIND. SEEING HER THERE, KNOWING I WAS THE REASON FOR THE TEARS STREAMING QUITELY DOWN HER CHEEKS, HER EYES GLISTING BRIGHTLY FROM TEARS STILL DAMP ON HER FACE. SHE LOOKS UP AND IN A WHISPERED VOICE SAID, SHE HAD BEEN FRIGHTENED SOMETHING HAD HAPPENED TO ME". THE FEAR SHONE DEEPLY IN HR EYES. I WAS LATE GETTING TO HER BECAUSE I HAD-HAD A BAD DAY. I HAD CAUSED HER PAIN, BEING SORRY WAS NOT ENOUGH. FEELING ASHAMED, FOR FEELING SORRY FOR MYSELF. SHE LAYS DAILY, HER FEET HAVING FORGOT WHAT THE FLOOR FELT LIKE. HER ARMS LIMP, LAYING USELESS AT HER SIDE, LONGING TO CUDDLE THE GRANDCHILD SHE WILL NEVER HOLD. SHE AWAITS PATIENTLY FOR THE SOFT CLICK OF THE MACHINES, KNOWING WITH THAT HER NEXT BREATH WILL COME. FEAR. FEAR IS KNOWING THAT BUT FOR THE GRACE OF GOD COULD BE ME. I LOVE YOU JOANNFOR MY SISTER IN LAW HER HER DAILY FIGHT IS AGAINST "FEAR" SHE FIGHTS HARD, HER MUSCULAR DYSTROPHIA IS WINNING Written March 9th, 2002 © on Mar 09 2002 05:28 AM PST 0 • 1
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