These are the final days,
days of remembering,
days of reflection,
of walks down the hall with support on each side,
days of service provided by family,
days of someone accepting their aid.
These are the days of aching bones,
when pain is simply a part of life,
when it is a struggle to get out of bed,
to get dressed,
and to sleep.
Days of being poked with needles,
of taking pills by mouth and IV,
Days to spend with family and friends,
and the loss of all privacy.
Days to say I love you,
Days to offer prayers,
These are the days of memories
when many stories are shared.
Some of these days are filled with tears,
some with laughter and joy,
Some are filled with stress and concern,
Some are over way too soon.
Days of precious intimacy,
of sitting with our loved ones,
days when time loses relevance,
days of God’s infinite mercy.
cfblack 04-26-2016