Do they forget?
On my walk today, I was reflecting on my neighbors’ extraordinary journey to delayed parenthood. Six failed IVF attempts, followed by a successful donated embryo implant. Their miracle is due in July.
I wondered: Will the joy of new life eclipse the memory of those painful years of crushing disappointment?
When people’s troubles are resolved, do they forget? I wrote a poem about this question.
Do They Forget?
When the neighbors finally hold their son
At 44, they thought that they were done
They’ll bake a rainbow cake when he turns one
Do they forget?
When lonely hearts are lonely no more
They find a love like no one has before
Do they slide valentines beneath the door?
Do they forget?
When forgotten orphans find a loving home
Settled hearts that never need to roam
Will doubt pour out in a jumbled poem?
Do they forget?
When war requires launching a grenade
Rewarded back at home with a parade
How do they sleep? Do memories ever fade?
Do they forget?
When frightened patients patiently beat cancer
Turns out that dreaded chemo was the answer
Are they untroubled as a carefree dancer?
Do they forget?
Are all their struggles stored inside their bones?
Do they need to set reminders in their phones?
Does all of it come back when they’re alone?
Do they forget?


