When Turning the Page
It occurred to me when speaking with my brother the other day that I've forgotten to walk forward after having closed a door behind me...It's like I stepped beyond the door and now, I'm just standing here, not knowing where to go. My mother has recently passed away and so the chapter in my life in which she plays a current role is passed. I have been very busy closing that door neatly; making sure I'm OK; making sure the kids are OK; making sure I call my sister to see if she's OK... It's like when I'm running out of the house, going back a couple of times to get my purse, get the snack, get the sipper cup... On the last trip out the door, I have to make sure nothing gets caught as it closes. I carry an envelope in my teeth that needs to be mailed, I have a book under my arm that needs to go back to the library, I have a bag of clothes ready for the donation drop box hanging from my wrist; none of these will I catch in that door as it closes behind me. I...