suffocating
even the recollection of the suffocation
All I can think of is how she struggles! said Oliver after breaking down yesterday in the car on the way home. He had just gotten his first shot at the doctor's office. (not a dream note)
anger/despair
the O of Sophie's mouth
cold, hospital hallways
elevator doors sliding open
dirty rooms
a cup of urine on the window sill, looking out to a darkened air shaft
(not a dream note)
the elevator door, the yawn of it
stretching open into the years
remaining
My heart aches at this post and at Oliver's compassion. The brothers are beautiful boys. How can they not feel Sophie's suffering in living with her all their lives. The suffering is theirs too. Thank you for sharing this. As my heart aches, it opens.
ReplyDeleteI just don't have any words. I am sorry.
ReplyDeleteThis is so full of love and anguish. Love to you all. x0x0 N2
ReplyDeleteOliver's love and concern for his sister is so obvious in that statement. I just want to hug him!!
ReplyDeleteBest,
Bonnie
I am sorry. Love to all of you. Oliver is a treasure.
ReplyDeleteSo hard.
ReplyDeleteMy heart ached from the first two words. You are all so awesome. And you Elizabeth---- the force And beauty of your words---- breathtaking.
ReplyDeleteSending love.
ReplyDeleteThe impossible things that become our greatest teachers is all I can think. Such compassion. Yes, love, much love. xo
ReplyDelete"the O of Sophie's mouth"
ReplyDeletethe line that twists.
~Beth