the tear escapes
gently,
slowly
down my cheek, through uncharted terrain.
the second flows faster,
following the trail.
i close my eyes and the dam has broken.
damn.
the plane thunders down the runway,
then silently takes wing.
my tears pay no mind
as i jet further from home,
towards home.
my husband draws me near;
i curl up into him,
my home.
it’s hard to explain.
to miss the home that was,
yet love the home that is.
to miss the man that raised me,
without really knowing him,
while embraced with the man i have chosen
to know, to love
through and through.
you raised me to be strong;
you said life was hard, unfair.
i never knew
the vulnerability.
i never knew
you yourself had shed tears.
with open eyes i realize
how blind i truly am,
as are you.
i never knew.
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Andie,
Getting older…and wiser isn’t as joyous as the commercials on TV make it out to be. There are a lot of heart wrenching moments in life. For one, we see our parents with different eyes. They are different yet the same, as we are different yet the same. This was so poignant. It tore at my heart. I hope you and yours are well. I don’t know exactly why you wrote this and hesitate to guess, but I send virtual hugs to you, my friend. May you and your family have a blessed Thanksgiving. ~ Mona
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Thanks so much, Mona. We just travelled to my home last weekend, and it’s rare that i get to see my dad as he hates to travel himself. We had some interesting conversations, and I wish we could have had more. I know my time with him is growing ever shorter, but we never talk much unless it’s in person. Its just not his way.
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What a heartbreaking yet beautiful tribute. It’s not easy seeing our parents aging, and yet it’s part of the cycle of life. Hoping you are doing well Soul, sending you love and good wishes your way. 🤗🤗🤗
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Thank you 😊
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