Today my beloved explains my seizures to the folk I work with. The time has come. For this very private person, I am not looking forward to it. Still... I am mostly grateful.
In the midst of this life
My friends respond
As I know they will
My family comes in swinging
As I know they will.
In the midst
Of this life
There are always those
Who can be counted on
For an atta girl
For a prayer
For a cup of coffee.
Dare I say
There are also those
Who have never been there
In times like these.
Still I have learned
To give them the opportunity,
Then move on
From there.
In the midst of this life
I am grateful.
Mostly grateful.
