Smile

After the accident my mother looked at me and said, with a loving smile,
What is it that you want from this life? Sky’s the limit! Still holding a smile.

This had not been something I sat contemplating, daydreaming about whatsoever.
I looked at her bright eyed and full of hopefulness and wonder and said with a smile,  

If there’s one thing in the world that I want to be, it’s a mother, to never be alone.
Her breath caught, eyes teared, mind raced, but her face uncompromised her smile.

Honey, you can no longer bear a child, you are paralyzed, and it would likely kill you.
My eyes watered, my chin quivered, and I began to cry, all the while still wavering a smile.