Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Waiting
 

 
In the rehabilitation center or nursing home, so many people are in bed, sitting in wheelchairs...waiting. They wait for someone to take them to the bathroom. They wait for the meal tray or to go to the dining hall if they can wheel themselves there. They wait to see the doctors. They wait for their loved ones to come visit them.
They wait.
 
There's another kind of waiting.
 
The people who are ready to die, but seem to be waiting for someone or something else to visit or happen. Most of them really are just hanging in for fear of disappointing their loved ones and the trouble that their deaths will cause.
 
But then, I think, there are those who are waiting for a love long passed to come get them.
 
I think my mother is there now, waiting for my father to come to take her away.