To Life

The sun set as the moon rose.

The exchange much needed in

these groundhog days

we’ve been living.

The world is still turning and

we aren’t stuck.

It’s easy to get tunnel vision

and believe

the world we are living in

is all that exists.

By God’s grace,

we have our memories.

They remind us of life beyond

infusion cubicles and

yogurt before meds.

The imagination still awakens

in beautiful dreams,

rising and setting

on the horizon.

Memory,

imagination,

the masking wearing community

of life-seekers in the now;

a cocktail of hope,

sometimes hard to swallow,

a drink to life.

Dad is eleven days out from his stem cell transplant. Unfortunately, most of the patient population at the treatment center is suffering with respiratory viruses, including Dad. He is turning the corner as his blood counts are beginning to recover. We are grateful though the realities of the days of coming and going for treatment continues on a seven day a week schedule is excepted to continue for days to come.

Thank you for your prayers. Much love, Dea