After Darkness Comes The Light

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Little little me…

Was afraid of the dark…not sure why…lived in a tiny five room house…no basement…no closets…those brothers and I…slept in the same room…

Right after the move…remember padding through the shadows…to the other bedroom…Blankie and me…curled up on the end of the full bed…willing that mother of mine to wake…tuck me in beside her…tell me…it would be…ok…wishful little me…lay there all night…hugging Blankie…cold…afraid…of noises…the dark…of possible…retribution…

Morning came…the tiny little guest…disregarded…ignored…as if she wasn’t there at all…this went on…three nights…three nights in a row…cold me…scared me…lonely me…curled at the end of the bed…no mention of it…until there came a…well I guess you’ll just have to sleep with me then…

Thirty five years later…in the dark of night…mama me…woke up…every time little girl feet…padded into the room…
Every…time…every…single…time…

And so it was…that heart…of little little me…lying dormant in mama me…broke…just a little…felt cold…sad…alone…with the realization…that it wasn’t an accident…a fluke…just happenstance…that scared little me…desperately in search of a mother’s love…lay there cold…sad…alone…

But this…only makes mama me…love those daughters of mine…even more…
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And those beautiful ladies…who never slept through the night…would agree…