Monday, March 8, 2010


We stayed up way too late,
Knowing it would bring the morning that much sooner. 
Neither of us really cared who won Best Picture.
You woke in the dark and so did I.
I pretended to be asleep.
You came in quietly to say your goodbye
and took me in your arms.
"Get home safe" is what I said.
"Please don't go" is what I meant.
I went through the motions,
hair, makeup, toothbrush, diapers, lunch packed.
Your oldest was reading a book when I went to him. 
He cried and screamed when it was time to go,
asking for Daddy.
I held him in his carseat and we both cried.
He patted my back and said, "Sorry Mommy."
He said, "Bye Daddy!" when we turned onto Grand
like you were in the car in front of us.
Your sons miss you already.
And so do I, my love.
Get there safely, return to us swiftly.
We'll be waiting.

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