She startled the afternoon when she strode purposefully into the quiet room.
Flaming red hair, harbinger of her lively essence, tucked casually under a black
wool tuque, low ponytail forgotten. The bright blaze down her back begged
indifference but the exceptional color could not escape notice.
Camouflage pants spilled into bright orange boots, oozing with youthful confidence.
She approached with laidback ease.
Her white teeth, one near the front slightly overlapping another,
satisfied her broad smile.
Loud boisterous laughter rolled from her lips, smacked with a mischievous air.
Her lighthearted presence filled the room.
And I saw what others could not.
Youth choosing life. While her cells waged a battle of their own deep inside,
one destroying another.
Oh! Such a surprising ending! I love what you saw in this boisterous, confident youth!,
She is a remarkable young woman not willing to let health issues set her back or break her spirit!
Good to know such a youth!