Grandmother

Wrinkles, rugs, and bags

Aches tremble the body during late nights and early mornings

Trembles take her hands as she plays simple games on her iPad,

but it does not effect her. 

There is a change,

and she knows it is time to intervene.

Her years of being a lawyer have allowed her to be keen,

peeking in the bathroom after my long days,

watching me eat nothing,

and nights where I pace the kitchen, eating only ice.

She knows she must cause a change,

not wanting to lose another child to damage.

"Anna" was the only word I needed to hear,

dragging feet could be heard all over the house,

quiet tears had already been wiped on the sleeve,

and the bathrrom had already been wiped to its cleanest.

As I sit, I tremble.

Usually I see facial expressions of joy,

her grin from cheek to cheek as she giggles of laughter,

but today is different.

Her facial expression is stern and sad.

An overwhelming emotion has taken control and her wrinkles are more defined.

Bags are prominent and the shakiness has taken her entire arm.

Joy is no longer part her.

She reaches from my hand as she begins to speak,

as if knowing, soon, the stream would slowly be flowing.

The stretch of her arm already welled my eyes.

I knew she had figured out my secret,

the blackness that filled my head with such darkness for so long.

Images of me kneeling over the bathroom flash into my head.

Did she know?

In a moment I snap back into reality.

She nods my way and ask why it has been bothering me for so long,

not even needing to mention my dark demented thoughts

My demon.

I look at her and slowly my words flow as my tears flood.

Finally.

Finally someone cared.

Finally someone noticed.

Finally someone wanted to help me.

Her current words heal momentary cuts.

Time goes by and her influence grows.

Slowly, with meals, influence, and happiness.

Joy becomes a light,

a shining sun in my otherwise dark life.

She caused a change in a dark object no one wanted to touch.

Many say,

"Time heals all wounds"

but I truly believe "Time heals all wounds if love is present."

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