Three Years

I wrote the very first entry of my blog on Mother's Day of 2006. Happy 3rd birthday, blog o' mine. I have never loved and hated something so much at the same time. Of course, this excludes a little something called Williams syndrome.

WITH TIME

With time
you will learn to shoulder dense burdens
so incredibly heavy they once made your heart strain
and your lips mutter groans of agony
that the universe didn't seem to hear.

With time
what seemed unbearable will become mundane,
and the narrow tunnels for vision
will swell to allow the rest of the world
to come into focus at last,
although you will never see things the same.

With time
even your nightmares will fade,
yielding the power they once had to
twist you into a sweaty knot in bed
and jolt you from sleep, wrapped up in damp sheets.

With time
you will appreciate the sweet, buzzing numbness--
the anesthesia you will fight with all your might at first
but learn to succomb to in order to feel less
and attempt to endure more.

And you will endure more.

With time
you will learn there is no other option.

With time
you will simply learn to prevail.