This note was well received last year at the first of several infusions spent with my parents. There are many words on this forum more skilled than mine ... but hopefully these are still useful to a TNBC family member - kind regards - Gerald

Dear Mom,

In the ridges of Pennsylvania

Travel is so often up and down.

Getting somewhere takes a while

But each sunrise cures a frown.

When we were young you taught us

More than writing and counting 1,2,3

You showed us:  steep ground takes one step at a time

and that God is bigger than the things we see

And so I scratch down these few short lines

No matter the incline of the hill:

This note is just a reminder

That we love you ... and we always will.

Love,

Gerald

Absolutely lovely!!!

Thanks for sharing with us.

warmly,

Steve

The Snow Crocus

One day in late winter

On a yet cold afternoon

I saw bold little petals

But the timing seemed too soon.

I thought: "Oh brave flower

you seem quite unaware

That the fields around you

Are still white and bare."

But the snow crocus remains

And holds a small bloom true.

It bears the hopeful message

That spring can still come through.

TNBC is harsh on my parents.

It feels like winter's chill,

But you - you encourage my mom

As I suppose good people will.

She smiles when she hears from you

As you likely already know.

Thank you so much for being

A crocus in the snow.

Kind Regards,

Gerald

Lovely again, but I was upset to read the "harsh on my parents. It feels like winter's chill."

If you would ever just like to talk I would be happy to do that. Please send me a PM and I can set up a Zoom. I am not a medical professional and I won't give you medical advice but maybe I can be a resource for you in some way?

or you can send an email to info@sagepatientadvocates.org and I will respond.

In the meantime, you are a gifted writer and I believe your words are helpful. Thanks for sharing.

warmly,

Steve