It Starts

Hey Dad,

I know it’s been a while since I’ve called. Much has been going on.  I imagine that since you visited me in a dream over the weekend, you have an idea of the problems presented in the world.  We’re trying our best to be safe.  I hope our efforts aren’t lost due to the decision of another. Prayers for a rapid solution to this horrible situation.  Sadly, three of us are in high risk categories, two of which are your grandchildren.

I know you don’t want me to experience any pain with your absence, but I think that’s how it’s going to be until it’s my time.  I almost feel like it’s all just a dream.  Maybe you’re away on an Alaskan Cruise, only to return in the not too distant future? That’s kind of what I keep telling myself. Dad’s on vacation. He’ll be home soon. Perhaps this is my current means of coping?  I honestly thought that after the span of everything we’ve been through, including the parts before I came into the picture, there would be a nice peaceful, long-lasting, ending. Sadly, that’s not the case.

I know you’re telling me right now, “There are so many positive things in life to focus on,” and yes, you are correct.  You usually are. After all, you’ve been on the planet longer than me, so you inherently know more. (Yes, there was a sarcastic undertone there. I couldn’t help myself.)  But all joking aside, I know there is lots of light left in this world.  Sadly, it’s difficult to see it when the clouds are so thick and dark, at the current moment.

At any rate, it’s late and I should get going now.  I imagine you’re reminding me that sleep is important to keeping the dam in tact. 143. -CJ

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