Sometimes survival is receiving a medical diagnosis
Navigating your way across the rivers of medical jargon and procedures
And emerging on the other side.
Sometimes survival is experiencing the death of a loved one
Plodding through the longest days and darkest nights
And learning how to live again.
And sometimes survival is lying down at night
At the end of an ordinary difficult day
And whispering to noone in particular
I’m still here.
Karri Temple Brackett
May 6, 2023