in the aftermath…where heroes emerge 

she is
I refuse to dwell
on who she was…
strong, full of life,
because she is
all of that still
though muted by adversity 
the injustice of incompetence
of a system that values profit
over people, bottom lines
over excellence
a system that moves on from oops
to oh well…good luck…next…
there’s nothing more
we can do for you

these days, she lives with
unbearable, relentless pain
these days, she still manages 
to smile, to give, to care,
I have thought, and even
said out loud on occasion,
I don’t know how she does it
but that’s not true, I know…
because she is…
strong, full of life,
and that is all you or me, 
or anyone needs to know

~kat

My wife has CRPS brought on by an act of medical neglect…incompetence, that has changed our life and plans forever. They call CRPS the suicide disease. For a reason.

Over the past several years as we have made our way through the stages of grief for what we thought was our plan for the future, to settling in to what I had called the new normal. Silly me. There is nothing normal about living with a debilitating disease that brought everything that we thought we knew to a full stop. It has taken a while for us to realize that while everything changed around us, we didn’t. In fact, we grew stronger.

These days, I’ve stopped looking back, determined to make each moment count. Like everyone we have bad days and good. These days the good days taste even sweeter, and glimmer even brighter…because…life.-

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

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My Glimmer…