August 15, 2012

For the Night

"I'm here for the night, but I'll die in the morning," he told me.

He looked healthy and strong.  Why wouldn't he?  He always was: healthy and strong.

We spent a night in a real-time dream, talking, catching up.  He didn't tell me about his world.  He only listened to mine.

"I'm an author," I told him.

"I know," he smiled.  He knew all along.

He was scruffy.  That five o'clock shadow that came by noon.

He has never held me in my dreams.  He has always disintegrated like stardust in my hands.

This time, he held me.  And it was just as I remembered.

Then, as he said would happen, it was time for him to go.

I watched him die again.

But I didn't fight for him this time.  I sat beside him. I watched him go, knowing already what would happen next.

3 comments on “For the Night”

  1. You watched him go with no less love in your heart and with wisdom born of suffering and grief. A grace well-received.

  2. Love this. You gave me goosebumps (which is what happens when I come in contact with the spirit world). Also? I dearly love your blog.

THIS BOOK IS FOR YOU

COMING AUGUST 2021
thisbookisforyouthumb

JUST. YOU. WAIT.

NOW AVAILABLE
Just-You-Wait-COVER-resized
#1 New Title on Amazon in Christian Inspiration

YOU CAN DO THIS

NOW AVAILABLE
you-can-do-this
#1 New Title on Amazon in Women's Issues!

LET'S PRETEND WE'RE NORMAL

NOW AVAILABLE
Lets-Pretend-Were-Normal
#1 Bestseller on Amazon in Single Parenting

AND LIFE COMES BACK

NOW AVAILABLE
and-life-comes-back
#1 in Denver Post: Nonfiction Paperback and Finalist for 2015 Christian Book Award
© 2015-2021 Tricia Lott Williford. All Rights Reserved. Site by Concept To Web.
crossmenu linkedin facebook pinterest youtube rss twitter instagram facebook-blank rss-blank linkedin-blank pinterest youtube twitter instagram
%d bloggers like this: