Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Waiting for a Wound

Dear Ellie,

There is a murmur in your heart.  And a cyst in your brain.  Those sound like frightening things.  Terrifying things.  But they are expected for someone so little.  They are just two more of those tiny, baby sized revolvers pointing at your incubator.  They may be nothing, or they may be trouble.  Either way, there are many, many more scares like this in your future. 

Accepting these kinds of inevitabilities is surreal.  Its like waiting to be a wounded.

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