Soft blanket, blue

I had my first known seizure before Christmas 2010.  When the family asked what I wanted for Christmas I asked for "soft things."  They gave me a soft navy blue blanket and a soft hippo puppet.  My therapist has soft red pillows.  It's amazing to discover such anchors, to realize "soft things" bring me home.

Perhaps I have done enough

Of looking back

For now,

Integrated enough

To move on

To the one next thing.

There is always

The soft blanket,

Blue.

It will bring me back

Any time I need

Any time I want

Any time

I lose track

Of who I was

The soft blanket

Blue

It can carry me home

Only then to move on

To the one next thing.