The Likelihood
16 June, 2006
author: Rebecca Ditch-Hammack (aka Dreamer)


Running with the wind in my hair
Free and easy without a care
I never thought about tomorrow
Never realized it could be filled with sorrow

So many take for granted the gifts of life
That even walking is a gift in its own right
When in a blink everything can change
Suddenly everything in life is strange

I never thought it would happen to me
In my care-less days I didn't think to see
That tomorrow I would become disabled
For the rest of my life I would be so labeled

There is no more free running in a breeze
No long walks carefree through the trees
Talking is a chore just to be understood
Who would have thought? What was the likelihood?

But here I am, struggling to exist
On other people's charities I have to subsist
It's embarrassing, hopeless, and makes me cry
I look in the mirror and want to wake up from this lie

Then I thank my blessings (that I take for granted no more)
Even when getting across the room is a chore
With each moment conquered I now live to rejoice
Because laying there and just dying will not be my choice

My loss has so opened my eyes and my mind
There are so many people friendly and kind
So when I feel helpless and chagrined
I close my eyes and dream, where I can still run in the wind

------- Author's Notes -------

Another on topic request poem.. about being suddenly disabled .


Comments on this poem/writing:

barb ( -- Friday, June 16 2006, 12:31 am


This made me stop and think about how things can change so fast, You are right we never think anything will happen. Oh sure maybe death, but not the death of only your body. Thanks for such a realistic write.
barb ( -- Friday, June 16 2006, 12:37 am

so many feel this way

Dreamer there are so many that feel this way. Not knowing how to put the feelings into words, but you described it perfectly. From me and all the disabled thank-you for being our voice.
Capricorn ( -- Friday, June 16 2006, 09:57 pm

so touching

Reading this has moved me to tears. You write as if this is happening to you. You have a great gift of understanding.
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