Oxygen Valve
July 11-13, 2019
More than once, we let go of your hands… thinking you were gone. But then another gasp for air made its inhuman sound and for another moment, you were there. Or somewhere nearby. Watching us writhe with helplessness.
What could you have forgotten, or not been able to leave behind? Did you wonder if you’d lost your mind? Or was profound clarity unlocked for the very first time?
Your slow goodbye began long before and took so much time to find its way out of my heart, mouth and mind. But moments such as quieting the oxygen valve don’t fill me as they once did.
What had I forgotten, or not been able to leave behind? I didn’t lose my mind and so much clarity was found for the first time. My hands are alive; helpless no more.
