A bit of advice.
When you find yourself
three years removed from a nightmare
hospital room on the neurology wing
where you watch helplessly
as your professor wife
with a long history of MS
declines so precipitously
during a flare-up of her disease
that her hand curls up
useless against her wrist
in a matter of days
and she cannot move either leg
and you and your young son must
feed her from a spoon
as if she is a baby bird
and she cannot tell you
the days of the week or even
why it matters that there are days
of the week
you will still be healing.
And so will she.
And you will be amazed
frightened angry sad grateful
pissed-off relieved exhilarated
sobbing laughing dancing
while praying and discovering
that healing and recovery
are not the same thing
and that time, slow
agonizing, healing time
will beat patience
into your hurried self
like it or not.
And if others ask
“how do you heal?”
shrug your shoulders
at the impossibility
of putting into words
what you struggle to know.
Tell them this, if you must:
Healing is unpredictable, hard, easy, a gift.
Healing will knock you to your knees.
Healing will lift the weight of the world from your shoulders.
Healing will just happen
as you get on with life.
Healing is invisible.
Healing is forgettable.
Healing is hard to watch.
Healing is a son-of-a-bitch.
Healing is god, healing
does not have a past tense.
Dave, JD, Anna
– David Haws
David claims he grew up bouncing around the country for no good reason in (mostly rural) areas of Texas, Iowa, New Mexico, Montana, and Washington. He is married to Anna. They live in Montevallo, Alabama, with their soon-to-be-teenager son, John David, two dogs, one cat, and a continually changing collection of fish. David is a full-time house-husband, caretaker of Anna, and father who is still trying to decide what he wants to be when he grows up. David takes interest in all kinds of things that delight or surprise, including musing about religion, being entertained by pets, raising kids, making and listening to music, watching movies and plays, making and keeping friends, and reading anything that has ever been printed.
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