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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