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.

#Hope4MECFS #Hope4FM #Hope4LongCOVID #MillionsMissing

 

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