Neither of us says a word.
We sit quietly.
Waiting.
I'm weighing the decision in my mind.
I think quickly.
Questioning.
I look at the clock--ten minutes gone by.
I'm getting angry.
Deciding...
Such a stupid fight-
Why had it taken so long?!
I've finally made up my mind...
To just eat the meal sitting in front of me.
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Lovely poem! I hope it's okay to confess that I also found it slightly humourous?...the way you ended it, that is - not the experience itself. Keep going girl!!!
Whitney, you did indeed win. Believe me, I relate to this more than anyone possibly realises, having experienced my own battle (the same one) just three short years ago. Like you, I won, and all I can say gorgeous girl is keep winning! You have a wonderful destiny ahead of you and like your friend's Mother, I'm here on the other side of the world cheering you on! With love, Deb
