Friday, January 18, 2013
there's a lot to be said for breathing
yesterday i went to a cancer doctor.
i don't have cancer, i have a blood disorder,
among other things.
but lots of people there had cancer,
and they smiled and laughed
and made appointments for their chemo
and talked about movies and life
and were so darn
they probably don't feel brave.
they probably would rather be cowards
i know i would.
but i don't get to choose,
and neither do they.
i went for a walk after that —
put on my boots and my wool coat
and took the dog for a walk.
ephemeral raindrops brushed my lips
and melted there.
the dog sniffed things while the trees
reached for the sky
and a hawk soared above them,
into the gray.
i breathed in and out,
and kept doing it.
there's a lot to be said