Light after the darkness
After not being able to tolerate the intense myalgia and unbearable pain, often my body quivers and shakes in confusion and my thoughts sink into an all-time low. As I prepare my resume for another job and on LinkedIn see how friends and juniors have gone up the ladder and I can't hold onto a single wrung, forget ever working like the smart girl I used to be, I feel huge waves of sorrow come up and engulf me. No I can't run to my heart's content, can't play volleyball or pick children and laugh and jump with them like old days. When siblings and friends cook a storm up, I am still trying to fumble with rotting legs trying to finish one dish for the kids' meal. I look at their energy and laughter and mirth and see my own being swallowed up with time. I stand at the road side and watch folks swirl their cars with pride, yet I console my heart that we cant get behind the wheel right now and gently rub those dreams off my mind. There is a stunning silence inside tha...
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