You’re so strong, they say
Not out of desire
Strong because I’m on; no time to process
Strong, as I hold you down for a dressing change
Strong, as I carry your weak body
22 hours in my arms
Strong, as I smile through clenched jaw and tears
playing tea party while your chemo drips
Poisoning parts of you
Saving the other
I shake
Like a tree
Bending backwards
In the storm
After each thrash of wind
Steals every last
sturdy speck of bark
before succumbing
beneath a shock of light
Snapping.
In.
Half.
Written by Leah Bodenbach, RN, BSN
UX Copywriter | Nurse Writer @ Tiny Health
Holistic Pediatric Nurse Coach
Blooming Motherhood, CEO + Founder
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