The Diagnosis

Some thoughts I noted when James was diagnosed, and subsequent reflections.

Bittersweet

Sadness

Vitriol.

Love

Blossoms

Hope

Heart.

Random

Senseless

Wordplay

Lying

In the dark.

Strength builds

Bonds

Beginnings

Severed

Dreams;

To start.

Vivid

Thoughts

Swimming

Why?
Why did it fall apart?

Silent.

Tears

Long passed over

Hope breeds evermore.

I see myself in you my son,

My love,

My boy, my Joy.

2015

(I wanted it, I needed it, but I didn’t truly understand what the diagnosis would mean for the rest of our lives. I share these early thoughts, beginning to reflect on the regression leading to diagnosis and adding pages to this site, commencing 2023.)