The poem below was shared with a PCMS physician whose friend, a critical care physician, has posted it in his intensive care unit. It is titled “When this is over.”
“When this is over, may we never again take for granted:
A handshake with a stranger, full shelves at the store, conversations with neighbours, a crowded theatre …
Friday night out, the taste of communion, a routine checkup, the school rush each morning …
Coffee with a friend, the stadium roaring, each deep breath …
A boring Tuesday, Life itself.
When this ends, may we find that we have become more like the people we wanted to be …
we were called to be …
we hoped to be and may we stay that way …
better for each other because of the worst.”