The Calendar

The Calendar

I’m sending a friend a calendar:
a gift for the New Year,
to help her keep track of life;
to record birthdays and anniversaries,
and schedule lunches with friends,
hairdresser appointments,
movie dates,
and doctor visits,
lab tests,
and x-rays.

The pictures are pretty;
bright and cheerful,
as if every day will be
the first day of Spring.

But the year ahead
will not be be filled with cheer ~
not entirely, and perhaps
not much;

for life has intruded,
and upended her plans.
Illness has invaded her home,
and taken a captive.

The outcome will not be happy;
no colorful photograph
or clever turn of phrase
can change that reality.

No ransom can free the hostage,
for disease will have its way.
There is only postponement:
a delay of the inevitable.

Each day
will bring challenges;
each week
another trip
to the doctor’s office,
the hospital,
the clinic,
the pharmacy…

It will seem endless
and almost
to bear.

But there will be moments ~
hours, sometimes ~
when the anxiety and fear
will subside;

when peace descends,
grace abounds,
and happy memories
fill the soul.

A familiar smile,
a gentle touch,
a laugh,
a flower …

and in that instant
all is well;
joy rushes into the heart
like an ever-flowing stream.

Today is a gift;
that’s why it’s called “the present.”
That too-cute email adage
is true ~

but it omits
an essential part:
the confidence and courage
required to unwrap it.

And so, along with the calendar
I’m sending prayers
for strength and faith,
and holy wisdom

that for my friend
the year ahead
will feel as if every day
is the first day of Spring.

Deborah Beach Giordano
© December 17, 2009

About inklingscommunity

I am a struggling Christian, committed pacifist, near-obsessive recycler, incurable animal lover, inveterate tree-hugger; a nature mystic, a socialized introvert, an advocate for the vulnerable, an opponent of exploiters.
This entry was posted in General wonderings. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.