Sunday, April 12, 2009

alone in the atlanta airport on easter sunday

Last night I dreamt Damien, Lorelei, and Derek were in my hotel room. They were joking and laughing and jumping around, as kids will do, and I was desperately trying to quiet them down before their dad heard them. Finally I became harsh, like him, and told them they had to go. The three of them started fading, their sounds started fading, and, when I looked again, they were gone.

I have cried so many tears last night and this morning and now I am numb.

1 comment:

  1. Children do fill a void and help us angst-ridden, self-absorbed adults get out of our heads for a while. It's very difficult to reconcile that they will one day leave and become their very own version of us. Hope you're not feeling too lonely tonight. Happy Easter...hippity-hop.

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