By the sea
I honestly can't fit on the pedistal you create for me. Not only am I not worthy, but I have a terrible fear of heights, LOL.
In the morning my nephew's wife is taking me to the Social Security board to see if they'll FINALLY give me disability. It won't happen, however, I already realize that, so feel like it's a waste of time. I've been turned down twice before, even with an attorney, so this will be no different.
I wish I had some good news for you, but I've only grown weaker, less able to keep down liquids and once again, days without so much as a single meal. I ate three crackers tonight only to see them come back up.
People want me to be strong, which is good advice. What they don't know is that I'm fighting with all that is in me now, ALL that is in me and yet still losing the battle. Still, I'll fight with everything I have so as not to lose.
I was averaging one hour of sleep each night, but now that's even been stolen from me and something I can no longer depend on. What I have found I can still depend on is you and a few members of my family. There's still SO much hope in knowing that and it still gives me a great deal of joy. Joy, peace, hope, a willingness to fight, come from places we sometimes never thought they would. That's pretty cool!
The doctors have given up, but don't you do so. I'm still fighting, so you do the same, deal?
There is much heart in you, otherwise you couldn't be poets and share with the world what it should already know, that we're all the same, we all love, hurt, fear, have strength, fight back, have empathy, just give a damn! Yeah, that makes each of you very special. Yes, you ARE very special and never doubt that at all. Also, never doubt how much you've always been loved by myself and so many others. Write on, fellow hearts, write on the truth that we, as poets, always share openly and honestly to bless those around us.
Hugs and God bless,
The stars will shine when I am gone,
the earth will turn on as before,
the gulls, still race along the shore,
the morning star, still kiss the dawn