Triple Goddess — Maiden, Mother, Crone

I remember how excited I was when we would visit you Grandma

how your out stretched arms waited to wrap me in your love

and how hurt I was when you took that all away without reason

on that dark rainy night after grandpa died

banishing us from your home and life, leaving us exiled from family.

I remember Mom and how we walked down Springfield Boulevard singing,

arm swinging in delight as we went shopping on the Avenue.

and how my heart sank in anger the night she died,

even though I knew she was no longer in pain.

She always encouraged me to write and tell my story — I’m working on that now.

I remember the day you were born, daughter, a rainy Tuesday morning

two short weeks after nine eleven, the world changed in so many ways.

I was so excited to finally meet you and hold you in my arms.

my queen of the frozen butterflies, my gift from the Divine

what a beautiful young woman you are growing up to be.

I remember that fateful day last year, when our world came crashing in.

Imploding, a cave entry closing in upon itself.

The day the doctor called as said those words.

“You have breast cancer” and all the fear came flooding in

not just for me but for you. Standing

I fight back fears and tears to be strong each day.

I promise you, I’m not going anywhere anytime soon.