A.N. I know that this poem doesn't follow the story line but I hope you all like it. There will be an explanation at the bottom of this chapter. I made this poem from my own feelings on life. The kind I have for the Batman in my life, my mom.
Life at 19
How am I supposed to feel at this age?
I'm past the innocent naiveté of childhood
When I started out as a wide eyed Robin.
I'm past the rebellious stage that came with being a teen
When I branched out from Batman
To lead my own team.
But even after all these years
As an established hero
As my own hero
I'm still not ready to know everything
I'm still not ready to do everything
Everything that can only be learned with age.
In all honesty
19 feels awkward to say the least.
My last official year as a teen
And the realization of adulthood
Creeping right around the corner.
And then it hits me.
Nothing stays the same.
Not places, not people
Not even yourself.
And it's scary.
The uncertainty of tomorrow
The never ending cycle of change
From the person you are
To the person you will be
And I just wonder will it be enough for him?
Will it be enough for me?
A.N. To all those who have been waiting for me to update, I am truly sorry to say that I am going to put all my stories on Hiatus for the time being. I can understand a lot of you being upset. Hell, I'm upset. But the thing is I've been kind of depressed about my family situation.
My mom has been to the doctor frequently lately and last week on her and my birthday celebration (we share the same birth week) she told my sisters and me about a few upcoming operations.
She's has a lump on the back of her head, like a tumor and the doctors want to remove it in case it could be cancerous. With that scare you'd think that things couldn't get worse, right? Well you'd be wrong. They're also going to have to do another operation to remove her uterus. I asked not to know the details but the main thing is my mom is going to be very weak for the first time in a long time. I'm scarred for her.
Ever since I can remember, she has always been this strong, healthy, independent (sometimes overbearing) but loving woman. She's always been the person I look to when I need an extra push. She's overcome so much in life and it just scares me to realize that she can't do this on her own.
And she's asked me to be the one to help her keep things together while she's recovering. That means her job, my sisters, the house, keeping everything in order. It's only that I'm about to take on these responsibilities that I realize how much my whole family really depends on her and how much we've never even noticed how hard it must have been.
Being a mother is probably the most difficult job there is. I know I'm not going to be able to do as good a job as my mom has over the years. But I am going to try. And I'm going to pray to God that everything will turn out okay.
If it's not too much to ask, I'd like for any of you who want to, to send out a little prayer for my mom, to have her surgery go well, and for her to recover fast. Even if you're not religious or don't believe in god, I get it. Maybe just send a good thought out for her. I would really appreciate the good feels from everyone.
When this is all over I hope to write again someday. Until then, live life for today.