I stayed with them as often as I could.
She was exhausted.
Every four hours;
She administered life sustaining medicine to her babe.
The same drug that was keeping her babe alive was beating
her down.
Every day completed was a success within itself.
Every morning her babe awoke was another miracle.
The doctor’s appointments were endless.
Three hours drive round trip.
Waiting rooms became living rooms.
Cafeterias became kitchens.
Strangers became friends.
The circle of life;
A lull,
A new discovery;
More appointments;
New doctor;
New tests;
New plan;
More worry;
Another surgery;
More training;
Endless costs;
Endless forms.
Back to a lull again.
It never stopped.
She worked outside of the home.
She worked.
Her babe went to school.
To school.
They camped.
They socialized.
They laughed.
They loved.
She was a role model.
I admired her incredible stamina.
She handled motherhood with optimism.
She mixed it with a healthy dose of reality.
And always added, an endless supply of guts.
Her baby grew as babies do.
She was her daughter’s hero.
She made her daughter feel powerful.
She and her babe completed one another.
Together they were a team.
I was their coach.
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