Lost Days


Consoling Fears

When you were a kid, did you ever sleep in your parents’ bed because you were scared? Ever look at them and think they were more than human?

I remember my father’s shoulders being so wide, and my mom as the epidemy of a lady. Maybe it wasn’t your parents, but there must have been at least one person you looked up to, and admired. As a teenager I ridiculed my parents. Questioned everything they did. Often thought what they thought and did was stupid.

BUT. If I was lost or just needed someone, they were there. Every time.

My mother is gone. And my father is about to undergo open heart surgery. I’m scared for him. I wish I could curl up into a ball and be held lovingly by him. But, I also wish I could console him more, and fear I fail.

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