Tuesday, March 9, 2010

personal

My mom told me one day when we were talking about my little sister and the time around her death..

she mention she thought that i was the one that would one day slip away...

so many trips to the hospital growing up

heat stroke and seizures when i was 3

fractured arm when i was in 2nd grade

viral meningitis when i was in 5th grade

and tonsillitis my senior year... soooo bad that when my mom woke me up at three in the morning i was sitting straight up in my bed... gasping for air
the doctor said my airway was smaller than a straw and when you have asthma thats not a good combo

so why am i here? what im i needing to prove?

i am lost.

1 comment:

Hailey said...

This would make a great poem with a little crafting. Do it!