- I return
- And expectant.
- It has been
- A very long time,
- Measured in feelings.
- In hours
- And days,
- Measurements have little meaning.
- It has been counted and recounted
- In heart beats,
- And matters much.
Originally written: 12/11/1997
- Time spent away from a loved one is measured differently by the minds and hearts involved. Before the journey there is an ache and a reluctance to depart. The scene of departure of a loved one causes tears and physical pain. I remember a story of a relative breaking down at the son’s departure for Iraq. The son had to come back through security and took a later flight. Even at the second flight it caused pain. The worry of mother for son about the dangers of being apart. The greater possibility of injury or death in a war increases the heart ache. This is true of all of the lovers kissing good-bye as one departs for war. I know my Mom and Dad went through that moment when Dad left for WW II in April 1942. .
Time is measured differently by those separated. Minutes and hours, even days are exchanged for heartbeats, emptiness, and sighs of longing. As the aches and pains accumulate with a loved one parted, they ebb and flow with the act of daily living, chores and dramas. When quiet moments come, so does the anxiety, pains and even tears of longing. Letter writing helped in the past. Today, Skype, email, texting, Twitter, and Facebook helps keep families and loved ones in contact. These help ease the agony of being separated but do not eliminate the desire to be together.
- Then, there are the homecomings. The memory of the parting, time apart, even the tears disappear into the memory graveyard. All memory of the agony of the parting is replaced with the joy of being in each other’s presence. Then again, there are those rare, but too often occasions when a solemn knock on the door signals a life of grieving for a parted loved one.