Friday, July 7, 2017

Overheard at Booth 5: Driving Home

"I was on the way home from work and I don't really know what it was, maybe something on the news, but I saw the sun starting to slant toward the horizon and even though it wouldn't set for another couple of hours, I could imagine the sunset, the colors, blue slowly taking on the purple, the shade of orange sliding in behind it,

"and I don't know why but that made me think of my dad, the day he died.  He died in a hospital.  Off the ventilator.  He died that afternoon, and then my wife at the time, after taking care of things, we drove off, and it was just getting to be evening.  The sun was setting then, and I remember thinking that the day was closing down and it would be the last day he would ever see and he didn't even get to see the end.

"Like, he didn't get to see the end of the day.  Like we all die before the end of the story.  Before we get to see what happens to our kids, and I guess they say it's all the way of life, but somehow it doesn't seem fair.  Like never getting to see the last ten minutes of a really good movie."

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