WAKE UP CALL
Friday Nov. 10, 2017
Some mornings I wake up alone.
OK, every morning …
But I hold to the notion there should be someone there, that it’s just that someone missing, that I’m holding a spot for her. I’m waiting for her to arrive, and when I do there will be a place of welcome and warmth available.
As I write these words it seems like such nonsense. That space, that position, has been vacant a long time now. Someone recently sent me some very encouraging words – but didn’t knock on my door. She never will. Bad fit perhaps. Geography. Fear. Other obstacles of changing one’s own life to fit another. O. Henry understood this. I get this. Most people don’t.
Reader feedback:
READY, FIRE, AIM
Interesting, Mark...I too was thinking along the same lines, just had the noun different. Instead of ‘pleasing’ it was best ‘effort’. It is one’s lifetime after all; might as well give it our best shot!, SF, Lethbridge, AB
BE NOT WASTED
Loved this one!, MK, Calgary, AB
