Ok, this is as real as it gets.
You fret
We’re leaving for Tulum tomorrow.
A few days in the sun
In the dead of winter
A week after chemo.
Bald.
Weak.
You feel your skin is hanging
You worry your beautifully crafted body has betrayed you,
Abandoned you.
You’re embarrassed.
You try on clothes for an hour.
Alternating between feeling shallow for caring
And feeling that cancer has taken too much,
That you’ve lost too much.
Once again I hold you
As your tears fall on my shoulder.
Oh, my beautiful woman.
I love you so.
You’ve lost nothing.
I have only dreamed of holding
Such a beautiful woman
You.
You shine
Your light is clear
You radiate love.
And you don’t see it.
I see.
Look with me,
For a moment
Through my eyes.
Join me
See what I see.
Bittersweet perfection.
Growing, changing, evolving
As I watch
Amazed.
From caterpillar
To butterfly.
You.
The caterpillar loses nothing.
Thank you God,
For another day of life
With this precious woman.