Written by:Â Robyn Hadley, A.S., R.T.(R)(M)(ARRT), Mammography Educators Consultant
I opened the door and met someone…
A young mother just beginning
A toddler holds her hand and travels in her footprint
Another child sprouts in her womb, while a thief inhabits her breast
One of the two is not welcome to stay
Please let me help banish the thief and endure the matriarch
I opened the door and met someone…
A traumatic event life changing
Skin so taunt and gnarled with wounds of a story
Her inner beauty radiates through the scars
Seeing with her eyes doesn’t come easy
Feeling with her soul is what she remembers
Please let my voice reach her soul and show her the beauty I see within
I opened the door and met someone…
She stands before me simple and plain
Quiet, somber, and uncleanÂ
Confined to the four wheels she calls home
Her heart aches for connection to her progeny
Please let my words reflect the care to prove she matters
I opened the door and met someone…
An elderly woman, mired in thought
Through a smile and happy words
Once it’s begun, liquid jewels stream her cheek
A husband now an angel, had she really forgotten today was the day?
Forced into reality when fingers scribbled the date
Please let me add a drop of empathy in her lonely well
I opened the door and met someone…
Eccentric and peculiar with barely a voice
Worth and esteem stolen by abuse
Never granted the gift to read or writeÂ
Grateful is her heart of meekness
Please let my heart reveal kindness abundantly
I opened the door and met someone…
Today I met her on a different avenue
She embraces the key to many memories
Good times and bucket lists yet to share
Now my face must hide the horror my eyes can see
But oh, how can it be?
Please let my open arms and full heart shed hope upon her trials to be
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Each knock on the door presents you with an opportunity to be, to see, to hear, to give. Â
Open the door and introduce yourself. . . who will you meet?