Rollercoaster of Love

Spent the better part of this morning carrying a large rock, dead center, in the middle of my chest...

And, then the questions began...

"What are you thinking about?"

"Are you having a good day?"

The phone rings, and I grope, desperately into and around the seat behind me to get it before it stops. And I do. And it's not him...

And the reassurances...

"I love you, Mom..."

And the "click" on an empty email icon...

And the caring...

"You can't drive around like that. Let me take the car in for you. We'll settle up later..."

And...silence.

And laughter at shared experiences, and the wonder of physical prowess, and sweet rest, much needed...

A day that began in tears, and ended in gratitude.

And, I will ride again, tomorrow...
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