Monday, April 14, 2014


"Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host.
But anger is like fire. It burns it all clean."
Maya Angelou 

the taste in my mouth that comes after being wrongly accused by those who would bear me false witness is horrible and gangrenous

I forgive those who would conclude or consider that my son’s illness is all in his head, or worse yet, that I somehow deliberately sickened my son

but I shall never forget that awful aftertaste in my mouth, hard though I might try to swallow…

or the faces of our accusers, though my tears blink to wash their memories away

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