She steps out of her shower. Toweling her skin dry.
A glance in her mirror, she stops, raising her hand to her chest.
Feeling it so flat and scared, missing,,feeling, she starts to cry.
Its been two months, and still she can't shake, her unrest.
Remembering once so endowed, now, slouching in a crowd.
Feeling so missing, what once was her form, and pride.
None of her tops feeling their fit, sniffling, as she says 'shiit'.
Throwing on her false representations, feeling all her frustrations.
Resembling now what she use to be, yet still feeling false, so empty.
Trying on top after top, thinking they all look like slop.
Just another day to begin this same, like some awful misleading game.
Far back thoughts of taking her life, half a woman, half a wife.
Fawned memories of her man's lustful hands, holding them tight.
Now knowing he wants her to come to bed, without a bedroom light.
Depression meds,beside her unloved bed. So much pain inside her head.
Praying to God to make her feel complete, all her thoughts so bleak.



Three months,now passed, her group therapy has helped her get through
All the other women there, who all had her same surgery to.
Now knowing she's still a hell of woman, sexy and loving her man.
Her hubby no longer wanting the lights turned out,
She now knows just how, to make him squirm and shout.
Time and friends, brought her back, living no-longer a panic attack.
God gave her back more than she had, her reflections no longer sad.
Feeling more complete than she ever thought before.
Walking so firm and straight, now so eager to enter a door.
This, many women face everyday. From broken, to a beautiful day.
Please, help your friends who face this, get through their sad days.

Absolutely wonderful Terry.

Thanks Penny,,many who face this,,feel so many different feelings of sadness. Many I have talked with here and felt their fears and their hearts...And later, found them so greatly able to cope and laugh...God is GREAT!