I’m offering a different piece about change this week, very personal, stirred by how suddenly the world can change – and did – in just one moment.
In a Moment
On a country road
We ride peacefully
Past Doug firs, ferns and huckleberry
Red farmhouse in an open field
Chestnut mare, alone, stands grazing.
Chugging up a steep hill slowly
My husband’s bike keels over
Hitting the blacktop with his side
He moans and cannot move
Shoe still trapped on silver pedal.
Speeding car and flashers
Gurneys, X-rays, blinking screens
Black and white silhouette of a fractured hip
Surgery to follow.
My husband in an open gown
Waits for drugs to crush his pain
Again and again laments
His cleat did not let go.
While I lament the moments that will follow
Our life turned upside down
Was supposed to stay the same
We, ageless, treading the same path together
An illusion I so wanted.
Offered a difficult serving,
Of what I can’t control
I stand a bit awakened
At the edges of the hospital grounds
Noticing the grand fir
Abundant growth bursts from its tips
Fluorescent green and gleaming.