Friday, October 5, 2012

Night Travel

She decided to take the 1 a.m. bus, which got into the city at around six this morning. It's fall break for her school, and several of her friends were on the same bus, with plans to share a cab home from the terminal once they arrived. I went to bed knowing that when I awoke I would see my girl, I cannot tell you the joy. She let herself into the apartment while we slept. She put down her bags and then dived onto our bed, landing with a thud and an exuberant laugh between her parents. We woke at once, our arms reflexively encircling her, a big glad family bear hug as the dawn slipped through the blinds. I said her name over and over, breathing in her warmth, the solidness of her in my arms after these long months. I thought, I am a mother again. I am a mother.


13 comments:

  1. I so love it when they dive into bed with you. I do the same exact thing, I just breathe them in. Enjoy your visit with her.

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    1. Andrea, i know what you mean! Thank you.

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    1. Nancy, you are so right. It is the best.

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  3. WOw, you always find the right words to make me tear up. Glad you have your girl with you. Enjoy.

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  4. I'm glad you'll have a chance to spend some time together, though I think it might have terrified me to have someone dive into bed with me when I was asleep!

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    1. Steve, i had been anticipating her arrival, even in sleep, so it was delightful, my recognition of who it was was immediate, so it wasn't at all scary. I am wondering, though, what is is about my children that they like to surprise us!

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  5. I love these beautiful stories about your lovely and loving family. So glad for you!

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  6. Love, love, love this.
    Now I stand on the brink of a younger generation diving. I can't wait.

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