one deep breath: storms

A different kind of storm for my take on this weeks prompt from one deep breath.  Saturday my grandmother had a stroke.  As of now the doctors think she’ll be fine, but she’ll be in the hospital for at least a week for observation/recovery.  When my dad and I visited with her Sunday afternoon, she recognized us and was able to ask us questions and follow the conversation.  I’ll take that as a good sign.

a gust topples
the body without notice

My grandparents and I at my college graduation.

more stormy breaths from the poets at one deep breath 

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