Friday, April 2, 2010

10:45 Follow up

"I'm scared" he said

as he looked deep into my eyes
my reply?
a futile reflection
of the comfort my heart ached to provide
I slipped behind
my mask to hide
not lies
but the river of tears
I cried for him inside
physically, mentally
he was ahead of his time
for someone 16
but still a baby in my eyes
I prayed, pleaded,
demanded and cried for
" God!",
"something!!"
"someone!!!"
"a sign!!!!"
to show me that fate
would have mercy
on this young soul this time...
but the test came back positive

*To my beloved and much appreciated readers, it has been too long since I last posted. Time and circumstance have me chasing dreams, degrees and paychecks. Yet life's happenings and happenstance has me shedding an abundance of tears (due to overwhelming joy and grief). I am grateful for my blessings and increased understanding but I am hurting for our children. During the past few months I have encountered many children whose beings have left impressions upon my soul. As a pediatric nurse it is my job to care for these children. But as a woman it is deep within me to love and nurture these children.

Deformities, drugs, foster homes, suicide, homicide, AIDS, domestic and intimate partner violence are swallowing up these souls before they have the chance to even recognize and actualize their true selves and magnificence. Although I have never given birth my breast have produced and expelled milk since February 2007 and continue to do so up to this day. What began as a health scare has become a constant reminder of the woman God has made me to be: A healer, provider, nurturer, lover. Sometimes I absorb so much of this pain that I wish I could shrink my heart and cast it away. But no matter what I do, these images, memories and associated feelings do not cease. I have inumerable ideas and themes that I desire to share. I can not say what will be next or when exactly this will occur. But please know that I am still here living, loving and learning; and that when I do meet with you in this scared space of known as Dulce Salud again it will be to explore something worth the wait. Until then I wish you nothing but love, light and Salud! Sweet dreams tonight. Love always, Dulce.