The Slap

A mother’s poetic description of what it’s like “when reality slaps”.

Vine Graphic

By Michele Lehosky

What do you do when reality slaps?
Slaps you so hard that your knees collapse?

Do you run and hide until you feel the warmth of the sun?
Do you stand and face it and work until you're done?

It's a cycle that's called Grief
What do you do to find Relief?

It's a finishing line without an end
When you think you're through it slaps you again

You are not alone
Others too have been hit by this wave
Only with support can I stand and be brave

Knowing others have survived its wake
It's the strength of the human heart even when it breaks