A Moment In Time...

There are moments in time

When I find that I laughed

Like last night when 

Oddly I was watching a match. 

 

Your younger brother 

Crawled into bed

to watch with me

Just wanting 

A little normalcy.

 

After a bit

Something came over him. 

He pulled at my pillows 

And with a big grin. 

He started to giggle

And Just then, 

He wouldn't stop until he

Stolen ALL of them!

 

He wanted me to smile. 

I pulled back on the pillows

I resisted the urge.

But he continued to bait me

And finally I found

A tickle fight had emerged.

 

He squealed with delight

He got out of control

And pulled at my sheets

And tried to dismantle the bed.

 

My mind drifted a bit

And found I did shout!

"Steven come here,

I need some HELP!"

 

Matthew just laughed

He squealed with delight.

The dogs went wild

And jumped all about.

Barking and running

Like they do when

They are riled.

 

I imagined for a moment

That you rushed to my side.

But my mistake

Your presence was

To help the MAD child.

 

You jumped on my bed

Jostling it so

Threw off the covers

With a twinkle and a grin.

 

For a moment in time

You engaged and were here.

We giggled and laughed  and

There was not a tear.

 

My bed upside down.

Pillows they did fly.

We were silly for a moment

We did not cry.

 

That moment in time

It felt so real and so true.

Then suddenly i looked

And saw a picture of you.

 

You're on the mantel. 

A wave knocked me down. 

Reality set in. 

That smile now a frown. 

 

Your brother saw the tears 

He stopped at the sight. 

He came over to me

Hugged and held me tight. 

 

Honey, 

That smile and laugh

That we shared

Was a precious

Gift you did send

Make my mind wander. 

Please once again. 

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About the Author
Alex Rodriguez is a wife and mother of 3 boys and life long resident of Mill Valley, CA. She lost her 2nd born son Steven (19) to a very rare brain cancer on 10/17/13. One of 30 documented of adult AT/RT. One of 5 documented cases side effects of chemotherapy called neutropenic gastritis. He was diagnosed May 15, 2013. After suffering uncontrolled headaches for a period of a few weeks and being misdiagnosed as - Wisdom Teeth, Whip lash, dehydration, Poor Diet, and being told by a doctor after doing a neurology exam (sans CT/MRI) "Good news is you don't have a brain tumor".. It was found that he indeed did have a 7cm brain tumor located on his right frontal lobe. After Emergency Craniotomy partial resection , and 121 Days of Inpatient Care of aggressive Chemotherapy ( exploding his tumor) and radiation- his hard fought battle was lost. But not without displaying courage and positiveness and a thirst for life. He was Given 2 options to return home if he had enough.. he continued to fight and would never give up .. as in his words - Even though it "sucked" …he was happy to just be alive. This is my journey as a grieving mother. Steven is survived by Alex, his father, Rafael and 2 brothers Michael (22) and Matthew (13)
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