Letting Go

I thought they were separate.

Having a painful health flare.

Or having a great day.

There wasn’t a version of my life where I wanted to accept the overlap.

So when I’m sickest, I hide.

And honestly, I’m good at it.

But lately, I’ve been watching people I love move through unwelcome health challenges of their own.

It’s the nature of things, I guess.

And still, they show up.

When they can, they do what they want to do.

Even when they don’t feel well.

Every time I see it, it feels like an angel sighting.

The bravery to keep living.

A different kind of care.

The kind that says, this hurts, but I don’t want to miss this.

Watercolor, 20” x 30”

This painting comes in a solid wood frame with a white mat border.