May you grow up to be righteous,
May you grow up to be true
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you.
It felt like it would be the last time he held me. And as I focused on how that felt, I was struck by the stiffness in my arms. They couldn’t find that familiar place~ the place they always rested during an apology. They would lie lightly at first, afraid to touch too deeply. But as he squeezed tighter, I would latch on again…let out a deep breath, and all would fall away.
That didn’t happen this time. I didn’t want to touch him. I know how his body can pull things from me, convince me to believe, turn me into dough. And since I can’t go back, I must find new places on his body to touch…nothing familiar. I found a hip bone…and I rested there awhile.
May you always be courageous
Stand upright and be strong
But he squeezed tighter still. He knows me and he’s relying upon that knowledge…but I have changed. Every time he pulled me a little closer, those breaths came out. And so did the sobs. Finally. My dreams came feverishly now, the ones I’ve always had and must free. The ones that confuse me and trick me to stay. Say goodbye. The sobs were growing, taking over the silence, and at times I actually gasped for breath. I didn’t want them to stop. I wanted the tears to fill the bedroom and wash away the lies, the past. And those dreams…take them too.
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift
And without a warning, his sobs came last. Mine and his together, the only thing left to be shared. The sobs danced with each other, slowly sifting the songs of a dream that never quite came true.
May your heart always be joyful
May your song always be sung
May you stay forever young