St. Matthews lets go of my hand
And I nod an amen
He thanks me for my time
And promises that I will be okay
I believe him
I allow myself to believe him
As he exits, Gable walks in
And the parade ascends
The nurse says that Neuro is coming up for an assessment
“I don’t want to give you the bad news.”
She says
Wait… what?
But I just did the stairs?
The nurse has a sense of humor.
Thank god.
Thank Matthew.
Neuro says I’m doing incredible.
They will print the discharge papers now.
They will print the discharge papers NOW.
This is the first time I haven’t faked a smile in over a week.
My babies. Home. Jet. Lennox.
My green lawn.
Jeffrey at my feet. Maisie screaming for me to put her on the counter.
Just to be.
Just to be.
That is what I will take from this.
Just to be.
Gable holds my bags, and my hand
I wave to the front desk
“I’m really running away this time!”
I tell them, and they smile in reply
We pick up a coffee from Starbucks
And ascend the corridor beyond the gift shop
Wave goodbye to the security officer
It’s raining, and I could kiss every drop
Keep it in my coffee cup
THERE IS MY CAR
I’M GETTING IN
LET’S GO DOWN ROUTE 10
STILL THE SINKHOLES EXIST
But so do I!!!!!!!
Kathlyn Ramsey Moore 