in the still of the night

tonight

on the dark roads

through the farm lands

we drove

me 

and my two boys

*

we were driving home after doing our bi-weekly, bulk goods,

grocery shop at the big box store on the other side of town

first it was the fact that they both came

for their own reasons

no doubt

hoping for 

and extra treat

perhaps

wanting to see the Christmas fare

already put out

maybe a special stop

at a special shop

for 

yes

something special

whatever the reason was

I was not alone when I went to purchase

what our cupboards lacked

*

and as we drove

down the dark farm road

I savored the moment 

I was in

my man-child driving us homeward

my little man sitting in the back chatting

the radio on

softly

in the back ground

*

and I said

to myself

"drink in this moment

BE in it

marinate as long as you can

for THIS is goodness."

*

and then it happened

my man child

my almost eighteen year old boy

reached across the seat

 for my hand

in the dark

in the privacy of our moment

as mother and sons

my eldest boy took my hand

and held it

and as the wave of gratitude 

washed over me

and the tears

rolled down my cheek

I said to myself

and

God

"how did I become This Woman?

when

did She become Me?"

*

it seems

not too long ago

the great sadness

hung over my life like wet wool

there was more dusk 

then dawn

a darkness followed me

lurking

in my peripheral vision 

causing me to be unsure

never fully open

never full trusting

never fully sure

and yet

here I sat

fully open

fully trusting

fully for sure

content in the moment

breathing it in

like the life line is was

knowing

knowing

knowing

that all is well

with my soul

*

tonight,

in the still of the night

a mother and son

shared a special moment

or two

the kind that feels like coming home

and makes you

believe...

anything

is

possible

Love and Light

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