It’s waiting that is most difficult
My stomach churns as
I force each breath
to leave my compressed chest
and gasp, starved for the next shaky inhalation
Emotion becomes its own entity
A twisted tangle of dreams, fears, anticipation
that crushes awareness of anything else
I am weightless as I meander
through surreal days
Years upon years
striving toward this goal
that many times seemed out of reach
Now at last, it is here
taunting
Arriving on waves of tears
we limp on battle-worn legs
Our voices silenced by decades of screams
Our spirits unbroken by a lifetime of fervent prayer
Tomorrow brings the moment of truth
So think of us on that day
as the sun crosses the afternoon sky
My boy will complete a journey
it has taken a lifetime to achieve
and I will release the breath I’ve been holding far too long
related: https://stepstimestwo.wordpress.com/2014/09/05/you-are-my-sunshine/
photo: mine
There is nothing more touching to me than a Mother’s pride and joy in their children’s life achievements. And it is quite achievement on your part. I share your joy and I encourage you to not hold back on feeling proud (and maybe a bit misty 🙂
Much love, Harlon
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Thank you my friend!!
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