From where I'm standing, I see...
A blur
- a dancing, spinning child uninhibited and joyful
- a girl seizure-free for 2 1/2 years so far
- tangled hair. It's always tangled
- a girl who, in my mind, still wears a label on the right side of her head (Prognosis: Uncertain)
- little notes in the tree from siblings to siblings
- a precious, fleeting moment
- fleeting childhood, fleeting everything
- a brain that works perfectly, without its tumor
- light, life, and grace
- a reminder to keep my eyes open and to be present, right now, today.
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