Things became different. We needed to be good, be quiet. You needed your rest. We needed to play.
You got better, but not without a scare. Years later, I wondered. “What would I do if you were gone? Who would teach me how to shave my legs?”
But you’re here, watching your granddaughter grow. You taught me everything about being a woman, being a mom, shaving my legs. You helped me survive at my darkest hour. You carried me through life’s blessed moments. **************************************************************************************
This week, over at Mama Kat’s, I chose this prompt:
3. Anissa is putting up the fight of her life right now. She’s fighting to respond. She’s fighting to get better. She’s fighting to swallow. She’s fighting to go home. Her husband updates us frequently on a blog Anissa used when their daughter Peyton was fighting cancer. Write a poem about a fight you or someone you love has struggled to win.
My mom suffered a stroke when I was in third grade. What started as a migraine ended in a stroke. For a little kid, to see your mom like that is hard. I can relate to Anissa’s family and what her kids are going through.
My mom recovered, and is now the wonderful parent and “Gigi” she is. But, I always think about families that aren’t so lucky.
This post is part of Mama Kat’s Writing Workshop. Please head over there to check out other writers and their stories.
Also, right now, be sure to check out Blog, Big, Hope, an auction benefiting Anissa Mayhew and the Liz Logelin Foundation.
Beautiful ending..thanks for sharing your story
Think of all the advances in medicine since you were in 3rd grade…may Anissa thrive like your mom has!
That is so pretty. I love that she was spared! And I love that your daughter has her now! Moms are such a treasure!
That is such a cool poem–so glad your mom recovered! My heart goes out to the Mayhew family and will pray for Anissa’s recovery.
Oh God, you are in control of everything and on behalf of the Mayhew family, I ask that you do a healing work for Anissa and give her a full recovery. You are the Great Physician and full of compassion. Please give this husband his wife back and the kids their mother back. In Jesus’ name, Amen
Visiting from Writer’s Workshop.
I couldn’t even imagine! So glad that it ended up great in the end. I think I’d have to be put into a mental ward if I lost my mom!
So heart-felt…beautiful, beautiful post!
Hugs…that’s a beautiful poem.