About an hour ago I was sitting in a fold-up lawn chair in the dark, alone, looking up at the sky and watching the fireworks. I could hear my friends' voices in the background, and could see the silhouette of a few people in the street in front of me. It was a perfect night for the July 4th celebration, cool, calm, with almost no mosquitoes. Halfway through watching the fireworks, I lost my sense of time and space and wandered back to the bygone times when my children were young and we used to celebrate the 4th at our house. As I was looking at these beautiful displays of colorful lights brightening the night sky, I thought of my children who were deprived of seeing the beauty I was witnessing tonight; one due to the side effects of the hurricane on the East coast of the US, the other by being buried a few feet under ground:-( Consequently, for a few minutes I was no longer able to see anything either because of the tears which blocked my vision. It is hard to be a parent under the best circumstances, then what can a mother in my situation expect? Shahdi joon, I miss you darling. I wish you were here. I think of you in every step I take. Hope you are at peace my love. Good night sweetheart.
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