My life is a runaway car right now.
I need this drive to slow down, take a turn and cruise through some greener pastures. Frankly at this point I don’t care about the terrain as long as it is in the opposite direction to a hospital.
Last month I lost two cousin’s to Covid. Last week my uncle met with a horrible accident. Not fatal, thankfully, but he is alone and in so much pain and because of this dreadful lockdown we cannot even fly down to go and spend some time with him. Then this week, as if there was not enough going on, my best friend had a heart attack.
That was like the straw that broke the camel’s back. She’s my person. I cannot imagine a world without her. I refuse to imagine a world without her. My world just stopped.
This afternoon they declared her out of the woods. My heart started to beat again.
But please God – enough. I just want a few uneventful months. I won’t ask for pleasure if you don’t give me any more pain. Let my car cruise through some boring pastures. I promise to give thanks for the weeds too.
In response to the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt “drive.”