Sunday, September 6, 2009

A dozen eggs falling in slow motion....

He dropped the word Leukemia, I looked at my mother as in slow motion I watched the tears drop one by one from her jaw bone. It was as if I was watching a dozen eggs fall to the floor, struggling to catch them and not being able. I remember every breath, word, thought, and feeling from that point on. All I could say was "I know they have come a long way in the last fifteen years". He just looked at me over the rim of his glasses and said, "you are absolutely right".

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