Friday, April 6, 2018

It Is My Suitcase

I emptied it today. Completely. It is the first time in over two months that it is empty. Even when I was home for a few weeks in between my visits with my sister, it was never completely empty. I lived out of it for a while. It was a companion of mine, comforting even with its cold hard exterior.

My nephew (Nue's son) said to me as I was leaving a couple of days ago, "I'll see you in another two weeks. You're always leaving and coming back, so I'll see you soon." I wish, little one, I wish.

My suitcase, it sits empty now. My heart, too afraid to move.