We stare at the monitors watching
Lines rise and fall.
Hissing machines are breathing for
The impossibly small looking woman
In the bed.
Our hearts skip beats when
We see the extra bumps
On the screen
Those indicate her breathing
And we continue hoping
And loving her with all we have.
Authors note: It’s strange where I’m finding inspiration during these difficult days spent in my mother’s hospital room. I never thought I would ever write about lines on life support monitor yet that’s what inspired me yesterday. Watching that line wiggle and knowing that meant my mom is still in there and still fighting to come back to her family. Words can’t express what that meant to my heart.