The Cure…

“If I don’t make it, will you forget me soon?”

We had joked about it many times, but I hadn’t counted on it happening, anxious as she was being wheeled in to the OT.

“Promise me you’ll move on, my love.”

I look at her, trying to smile through her pain.

“Don’t be so worried, honey. You’ll be fine. If you move on, I’ll remember the shadow of your smile.”

But I knew she’d be with me.


“Told you so,” I told her after the C-section, as I sat beside her, holding our baby girl, “Now your tomophobia is cured!”

Shared with Write Tribe (Prompt: 100 Words, Shadow of your Smile).
Tomophobia is the fear of surgery or surgical operations.

(July 24th, 2013)

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

40 thoughts on “The Cure…”

  1. Tomophobia is very common especially in the medical n paramedical personnel..
    Happy endings are always welcome, since they have become as rare as a white elephant.

  2. Hi, it’s such a beautiful story for a prompt and love the way u made the story so effortless. A good shot at how small acts of kindness can make us forget our worries in the flick of seconds:)

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