Morning Drive

The deluge
Was instantaneous
No drops of rain
Marking dry pavement
In individual circles
With their warning-
Here we come!
No, a flood
Soaking me
From head to toe
Leaving me
Floating
On my back
Waiting for the sun
To dry my skin
As it teaches my heart-
Emotions may arrive in a flood
But the memories
They are drawn from
Remain in the warmth
Of the sunshine
On my face

Why is it always during morning drives? It happened just yesterday. Suddenly overwhelmed with emotion. One single thought-Boy, I’m missing the kids.

The missing quickly changed to remembering. Remembering followed by looking forward to upcoming visits.

I know I’ve said it before. But that’s how it goes when you’re the parent of adult children. Today, I’m thankful for texts and phone calls. ❤️

4 thoughts on “Morning Drive

  1. Kelley, this is beautiful, as always. I struggle with grief at times. It hits me-just as it does you. My sons have been gone for so long, so far away, I feel unattached. Melancholy moods make me stay to myself. But for God. And I remember and soak in all of the memories. And yes, the texts and calls and Facetimes help! Sending hugs! 🤍🤗

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