7 years ago today she passed. This was the poem I wrote to deal with it. The second poem I ever wrote out of only 5 or 6, still a little rough around the edges.
I think I’m about 2 in this picture, just after we came here from Chile. I miss her.
My world became unhinged
There were 2 pillars in my life (at least)-
The doctor came back and shook one of those pillars.
He said we’d lose that pillar in 6 to 9 months.
In the time it takes for a birth we might have a death.
I knew it would happen sooner or later,
But in that span of death we saw a birth.
And like every birth it was a miracle.
My Mother grew stronger than she’d ever been-
just try and mess with her now.
And after years of morning sickness and labor we felt the birth
of family unity.
I felt understanding kicking inside me.
For in that excruciating beautiful moment I felt It.
The indescribable pain felt by the Beauty.
In that God given moment I felt Him
Felt Him in a way no measure of comfort can bring
It was Him
That damn blessed doctor brought me the news that I could take a step towards God.
You who gave birth to the two of us also gave birth to this.
Thank you, Mom.