...and so it was, at the end of a very long and semi stressful day, I made my way along the highway toward home. It was dark, as night had fallen. Few cars were on the road. Most folks were where they wanted or needed to be. I wanted to be somewhere and yet unsure of where as I have not figured out where I fit in at quite yet.I had almost an hour of drive yet to complete before making it to the place I call home. I put on my cruise control and reached for my cell phone that was resting between my legs. I felt a need to send one of my sons a text message...and so I did.
"I wanted you to know that I appreciate the way you take such good care of me."
I sat the phone back down on the empty passenger seat. It was quiet out that night. I felt like being quiet also and was too weary to turn on some tunes to revive me.
I stared at the road ahead of me, focusing on the white line that steered my course. No stars in the sky to be seen or keep me company.
A flash of light caught my eye. It was from my cell phone. A text had been sent. It was from my son -
"That's what I'm suppose to do. Nightie night."
I was no longer alone, he felt more near to me somehow. Love now kept my heart company. A flood of tears cleansed me. I felt a bit of strength return that I have been robbed of in recent days. At least enough strength to softly say aloud -
"...this too shall pass"

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