Sorry my love!
I was getting ready for bed but I needed
to find something that I thought it was in the basement before I climbed in bed
and get some much needed rest. Down the steps I went, turn on the lights as
reached the last step. I walked into the first half of my basement. Everything looked
okay, nothing seemed to have moved since the time I was down here earlier. I looked
and looked I couldn’t find what I was looking for, and so I thought heck..If it’s not on this side it got to be on the
other side.
My basement is divided in almost
half by a wall, one side is slightly bigger than the other. One side is semi-finished
while the other side is not at all. I went through the door turn to my left, my
hand feeling the wall looking for the light switch but before I could find it I
noticed some small different color lights coming through the otherwise the very
dark room from the far side of the wall. Right away I felt so guilty, I felt embarrassed.
Guilty of abandonment.
I turned on the light and start
looking for what brought me down here, looking all around but at the same time
avoiding making eye contact. I tried to ignore, pretend it didn’t happen. I
looked here, there, near, fa…. Yes there
it is…bed time. Grabbed it turn around started to walk away then I thought
this is silly. Just turn around and look
at them. And so I did. They looked lonely. Really lonely. They wanted some
company; some love, they wanted to be held, to be listened, to be played with.
I could hear them say “just lay your hand
on me for one second” but I didn’t.
Instead of sitting down and spend some time with them, I took my phone out and
snapped a picture. I couldn’t fit all of them in that frame but enough to put
me to shame.
