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the midnight call  

wickedeasy 74F
11204 posts
6/13/2016 1:48 pm
the midnight call

you drive the car.

you don’t remember a single moment of it or even if you breathed.

you’re inside the building and in line behind someone who is asking about something and your head is expanding and if they don’t stop talking and move you may scream or shove them away and then everyone will think you’re crazy and no one will listen to you and the answers will be lost and you’ll never know but they move and you say his name and they tell you to take a seat but that’s not possible so you rush through the doors as they open from the inside out while a policeman reaches for your arm but you snap it away and run through and you are standing finally in the space where he must be and the sounds are loud and people are moving fast and the smell is badbadbad and you hear his name come out of your mouth in a long moan but too soft so soft that it will never be heard in this loud and angry room so you scream his name for a long time until two bluegreen eyes look into yours and say come with me and so you do because you have nothing and no one and nowhere you stumble behind her forever until she places your hand on the side of his bed where you see the whitest skin mottled purple and blue the darkest hair plastered red.

Alive.




You cannot conceive the many without the one.


bipolybabe69 62F
284 posts
6/13/2016 2:41 pm

Oh, geez, WE, I hope this is fantasy rather than reality. Sending healing energy!


wickedeasy replies on 6/15/2016 10:36 am:
no, it happened but it was a long time ago. something happened this week that brought that feeling back to me

kzoopair 73M/71F
25831 posts
6/13/2016 4:12 pm

I did that one night...found my stepson in the emergency room after he'd been beaten, with staples holding the back of his head together.

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wickedeasy replies on 6/15/2016 10:35 am:
it's one of those awful moments when your body leads your mind

pirate2late 72M
513 posts
6/13/2016 4:29 pm

Oh damn....there is nothing worse than that call and that drive....
And those moments of panic....

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wickedeasy replies on 6/15/2016 10:38 am:
nothing like it....truth that

smartasswoman 66F  
35813 posts
6/13/2016 6:51 pm

Hope this wasn't recent.... really well written though, very intense!


39lawless 58F
6864 posts
6/14/2016 12:35 am

You captured that feeling I remember when I got a call about my daughter...I don't know how I got there safely. The agony. The relief. But also knowing it was all just beginning. Hugs.

Always tell the truth
Use kind words
Keep your promises
Giggle and laugh
Be positive
Love one another
Always be grateful
Forgiveness is mandatory
Try new things
Say please and thank you
Say your prayers
Smile

~Author unknown


wickedeasy replies on 6/15/2016 10:40 am:
nods.......as moms there is nothing between us an our children but the thinnest veil. don't get in our way, eh?

canyaz 56F
17128 posts
6/14/2016 5:45 am

I hope I never have to feel that panic. I have watched others go through it. That was enough. Again , the words paint a clear picture. I believe many mother's felt that Saturday night in Orlando.

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wickedeasy replies on 6/15/2016 10:43 am:
I imagine they did. it was what I was thinking about when I wrote it and remembering the terror. I was amazed that I could still see some of it so clearly while other pieces were just gone.

be brave Orlando..don't let one man take away your heart

christylovesfun 51F  
16880 posts
6/15/2016 6:47 pm

One of the saddest stories to come out of Orlando so far that I've seen was of the mother sacrificing herself so that her son could live.

He did.

This was an incredibly intense telling.

I hope that things with your son are better over the last little bit here.

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale
Her infinite variety. Other women cloy
The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry
Where most she satisfies. For vilest things
Become themselves in her, that the holy priests
Bless her when she is riggish. ~~ from Antony & Cleopatra


wickedeasy replies on 6/18/2016 7:56 am:
we should talk some time

but Orlando is much on my mind....as you can tell

HellPlusMF 42F

6/16/2016 12:08 pm

This gave me goosebumps...


wickedeasy replies on 6/18/2016 7:55 am:
well then, it did it's job

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