I have always depended on the kindness of friends.*
As my older sister by another
mother approaches final transition,
I become edgy and untethered.
Atlas' world, a heavy weight
on my sluggish heart;
Shallow, shunted breathing;
Tearful, then calmed, then tearful.
What would SHE do/say/be?
Surrounded by comfort,
yet adrift,
unmoored,
floating,
distracted,
disoriented.
Unknowns abound,
surreal,
unsettling.
Teeth clenching,
stomach churning,
eyes skittering to periphery.
Prayers for peace and grace.
Ann Beth Blake
(c) April 20, 2015
* "I have always depended on the kindness of strangers."
A Streetcar Named Desire by Tennessee Williams, 1947
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