the gift of memory
©2019 Susan Noyes Anderson
today I am remembering
dinners at the olive garden
late-night feasts debriefing
your surgical rotation
you: enthusiastic, exhausted
me: attentive, admiring
~ Tales of Wonder ~
vascular victories
time in the trenches
twelve-hour procedures
incisions and stitches
made . by . you
i was proud parent
you, starving student
a son and his mother
together, filled
oh, the bottomless
salad of it all
extra cheese, extra veggies
extra breadsticks
the Tour of Italy
and medicine
hopeful hearts – full stomachs
vintage, valued nights
dreams (and Dreamer)
alive, thriving
you loved the work
i loved you
still do
Now that Todd is gone, I find myself sorting through so many memories like these. I am grateful for every part of his dreams that came to fruition. He deserved them all, and he worked harder than most for them.
If this poem resonates with you, you might also relate to my poems, A Slice of Joy and The Boy in You.
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Tags: bereavement, child loss, death, grief, losing a child, memories, mourning
