We sat there, waiting
Women of a certain age
Awaiting the results of an assessment.
Squeezing into a refrigerator door
Waiting with baited breath
Hoping you will be cleared to leave.
Someone called my name
Greeted me warmly
Escorted me to her room.
I held my breath
I smiled as she introduced herself,
I breathed as she described her journey
A former student, a struggling reader,
Now a radiologist.
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