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I Wanted To Give Up

I wanted to give up but Dr. Jean would not let me.
I had never met the woman. She called me out of the sky.
I was rude, not wanting to keep going.
She was persistent, 
and wanted to know
what had gone wrong.

She made a two hour drive to find out, and 
paid for my lunch. I was determined not to go back.
I was so hurt, and so ready to give up.

I fell in love with her integrity and her honesty, and
her determination to help me fix things. She did not even
know me! This is the kind of thing I did for others,
not the other way around.

I was shocked into going back, by this fifty-five year
old, unassuming, pleasant, petite, Iowa woman. She
got me through it. It took a year. I would have never
done it without her. I wanted to give up because I 
had been so hurt.

She helped me see past the hurt, and I had to give
myself another chance, thanks to this woman's determination,
optimism, and two hour drive to help someone she had never met.
I will be forever grateful. 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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