I close my eyes
I don’t
I remember still
My mother rocking, pain, discomfort, no one can ease
I remember still
My mother throwing up bile
I remember, I try to forget
It lessens, but it still comes back
My mother angry because I drugged her
My mother saying she forgave me – barely
I remember still
My mother hands shaking so badly she couldn’t not spill the water
Angry, not at me, but I’m there
I remember still
My step-father needing to help, not knowing she was so close
He wasn’t ready
He couldn’t let go
She stayed I think for him
Another day or two to give him time to say goodbye
He believed in science
He believed the nurses
Who said she was strong
She wasn’t going to go
But she was done
She’d told me so already
She couldn’t stand the ending
Finally, the drugs took, she slept, we read to her, I talked to her, I talked to him
Friends came, friends left
Family came
Cousins till the end
Together we stayed with her
A day of love
A day of togetherness
She passed
Not gently as I wished but gentler than many
I remember
Screaming as my mother
Too still, Covered, Alone
Left me for the last time
I remember
A pain so much less than what I know others feel from the pain of war
I remember and I wonder at a man who could say that those who feel pain are less
I wonder at man who could say that post traumatic stress makes one less strong
I wonder at a man who could say that one who was captured was weak
I remember
Pain lessens, time helps
We heal
Leaders understand, not all wounds are seen
Those that are not are hard
I remember
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