Reunion

 

I didn’t know you then –

Sixteen and pregnant.

I didn’t know you

in the years after – drinking

too much to try and

forget. Crying every time

you saw a small baby.

 

May I say – I’m grateful

to know you now!

When you tell me your story –

of finally meeting your daughter

as she was dying at age Forty– I

want to surround you with the

compassion you never knew.

 

I want to thank that nurse you mentioned

who was so kind, as you came out of delivery-

and said lovingly:  Oh, you’re just a little thing!

 

And – let’s agree that if you had been allowed to keep your

baby – you would have done the very best job you knew how

to let her spirit soar!

 

Don’t worry about answering this letter. We’ll talk

when we get a chance.

I know you’re busy with your grown kids and your grandsons.

 

I cherish the photos you’ve sent and the

positive health updates.

 

I honor the light and love in your heart.

 

Signed:

A Friend