MY ROSE GARDEN!
By Kathy Armijo 

So I’m sick.
Some people think this illness is in my mind.
Abracadabra, it’s gone.  It was just a trick.
How can they be so callous?
Who would concoct such a horrific diagnosis?
Not me!
Sadly, my illness is physical and there is no cure to be found.

This illness has already taken my three sons, one brother and one nephew.
Additional family members who are affected are my sister and great-nephew.
As genetic disorders go, this one has been quite far-reaching in our family.
When did it begin?
It began when it began.
I can’t change what is.
Someday, I believe a cure will be found.

Until that day, I will continue to live each day to its fullest.
I will remember the good things that take place in spite of the heartbreak.
Heartbreak is heartbreak, regardless of the event.
The sadness goes to core of my heart.
Thankfully, memories and faith in God give me comfort.

The future is unknown.
It was always unknown.
My future has always been remarkable.
My life has always been an incredible rose garden.
The thorns remind me that beauty is not without some pain.

My life’s journey is God sent and blest.
Who could ask for more?

Not me!