Cough
Hack
Cough
Cough, cough
Cough
I’m somehow on a sandy golf course. Hit a couple nice shots, but the next hole is a short pitch, seemingly not even 10 meters. Some sort of Funhouse golf course (Maxi Golf?), sandy gravel all around and a sheer cliff behind me. I peer over and feel a sense of imbalance. I look back to see the rest of my foursome, they are calling me to come towards them.
When I realize that I’ve left one of my clubs behind.
Cough
Cough, cough
Suddenly my consciousness shifts, and I realize that I’m not really golfing
And Elephant is up in the middle of the night
He does this, from time to time. Any bug goes straight to his chest
I swing my legs over the side of the bed and see that J is awake
I’m gonna go rub his back
Do you think you can stay home tomorrow?
Yeah, we have our team health check so I don’t feel good about that
Yeah, me too. I see you.
We’re conscientious teachers, and know it’s not uncommon to feel guilt for being out. We have to give ourselves a pep talk
Family first
We are not the center of the universe
And we remind one another that being out for one day isn’t going to matter in six months,
but being there for our son absolutely will
I sneak into Elephant’s room, hoping that by some chance he’s asleep.
Hi papa
Hey bud
Sorry you’re not well
I really don’t want to miss fun night
Yeah
I see you
Try not to suffer twice, it’s three days away
Our whispers slice the stillness
I place two fingers on his back and apply gentle pressure on either side of his spine. My other hand cradles his neck and scratches his head.
Lie on your stomach
Can I have a tissue?
Yeah
The air is cool and crisp in his room. Somewhat ironically, we’ve had a spell of amazingly pristine air. Shifts in barometric pressure and a breeze goes a long way.
So that helps.
It’s so dark
Tissue
He requests
Sits up, gently blows, and tosses
That went in
Yeah
Nice shot
Now try to let yourself go to sleep. It’s the most important thing you can do for yourself
OK papa
I continue rubbing his back until he coughs less frequently
Try to sleep
Plant a gentle kiss, just above his ear and whisper
Love you bud
Love you too papa
We sit in silence for a couple minutes
And my bare feet pad across the cool floor
Receding into the night
so sorry that it’s been such a season of illness. May it pass, may they sleep soundly and may the clear air remain. So evocative, as always,Darren. Thank you
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I see you, how powerful that seeing is. I know the guilt of taking a sick day. You capture that well and I loved the “I see you” there as well… the recognition and respect. Family first.
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lovely imagery. Thank you D
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Oh my, this is so beautifully tender. The stories (there are a few) that come together here are illustrated as much by what you share as what you leave unsaid. The opening scene interspersed with the coughing offers us an original window into a familiar experience in families.
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The italics versus regular print really works to guide us through, and the short lines and generous spacing give you piece, for me, a sense of calm and darkness and thoughtfulness.
so glad to be reading you this March!
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Great to be back Fran, looking forward to seeing your posts too!
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