I lay here in my hospital bed A photograph of my son hangs above A reminder of what waits at home for me When the pain becomes unbearable and I just want to quit I stop and stare at my little boy and the photograph comes to life My mind reaches back into my memory and brings everything to its forefront
If I close my eyes I can see it all happening right in front of me as if it were only yesterday The sounds of the crowd and the laughter fills the air around my bed I can hear the music in the background and the applause of the audience Smells invade the moment - creating a hunger deep within a yearning for a hot dog, french fries, ice cream or more The aroma pulls me into the moment
At the forefront of my memory is a blonde-haired, blue-eyed boy He is gently carrying a puppy on his shoulder (a newly acquired win) He calls out to me and reminds me of the fun we had last year My thoughts go one step further and I hear him telling me what I missed out on just this year
He doesn't stop there with his words of encouragement for me I look again at the photograph and I can hear him telling me.. "Mommy, don't give up. Push through the pain. I know that you can do it and then come home where you belong." That's all the encouragement that I need to lift my spirits way up high It keeps me going day by day
As I drift off happily to sleep, one thought crosses my mind A photograph is more than just a picture It's a memory of the past; A reminder of the present; And a hope for the future.
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