We stand on the edge of a precipice and most of the time we keep our eyes trained on the horizon where we can see across to our loved ones to moments of joy happiness contentment. Sometimes we lose our energy and our gaze turns downward into the chasm of despair pain and loneliness. At those times we have to close our eyes and summon the courage to go on to find the strength within us to go on and once again list our eyes toward hope in the future.
Prior to becoming sick with ME/CFS, FM, and POTS Ann worked as an oncology nurse and enjoyed hiking, machine embroidery, and sewing in her free time. She lives in St. Louis, Missouri with her husband. Ann now finds meaning in the care and support of family, friends, her medical provider, and the Bateman Horne Center Staff.
This poem was shared at the ME/CFS and FM Awareness Day Virtual Event on May 11th, 2022.
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