The woman I do not know...
There have been times in my life,
when you were seldom thought of at all.
There have been times when it seemed you were
influencing every thought I had.
~
Lately,
I have been thinking
and wondering about
what you have been
thinking and wondering.
~
A few years ago,
in preparation for travel,
I had to order a copy of
my birth certificate. I have to tell you,
there was a secret part of me...
A very secret part
that was hoping they would send one
that accidentally had your name on it.
~
But instead I got another gift.
I open the envelope,
I held my breath a little
when I unfolded it...
And there it was,
the time of my birth.
~
It may seem so inconsequential
to many of you. But that's because you
all know your stories.
You know that it was during lunch,
or the middle of the night,
or at a family dinner...
You all have the images and stories of
how and when you came to be.
~
For me,
this was the first time
that I even had a glimpse
of what my story
may have been.
~
So tonight,
as I get ready for bed,
trying to prep myself
for the official end of year 42
and the start of year 43,
I am thinking of you...
and wondering,
if you are thinking of me...
~
Since I have known the time,
I wonder what the evening of
December 7th was like for you...
Were you scared, were you alone,
were you ready for what you were
about to do...
Did you have a choice
or was this something
that others decided for you...
~
So if you are wondering...
Tonight, I am thinking of you...
and hoping that even if you were scared
that there was someone there
to hold your hand, and comfort you,
and calm you...
