Tired of burdening my darling with my past.
???
Would I prefer a soothing beachy escape?
Obviously.
One thousand times, yes.
But perhaps a healing road trip is a deeper kind ofI Love You?
I will do this for my mum, and for little Mark.
I’ll do it for the Marco that Beth believes in.
And I’ll do it for the man I adore.
When would we find the time though?
A trip like that will require at least a week, maybe more.
Opening my laptop, a calendar fills the screen.
I imagine giving my mother a hug now that I’m taller than her.
What if she doesn’t want a hug?
What if she’s still mad that I abandoned her?
I was the only one who’d ever tried to shield her from those fists.
And I left her there to fend for herself.
But what if shedoeswant a hug?
What if she’s been hugging pillows for eleven years just like I have?
Both of us, whispering endless apologies to the sky.
September third is only ten days from now.
Do I dare?
Is it even possible with my chaotic schedule?
Maybe I could take Amos to meet Beth while we’re out that way.
At least that part feels lighter.
Something to look forward to.
I begin shuffling things around.
Appointments are shifted.
Emails are sent, tasks reassigned.
Soon an entire ten day stretch has been cleared piece by piece.
