Just One Arthur

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Those daughters of mine…

Kept track of their mother and her Texas travel progress…checking in on Life 360…sending the occasional text on that Besties chat…

Made one last stop…stretch the weary bones…fill the car with gas…get a snack or two…sent a message to those girls of mine…

30 miles to go…

Four words…four simple words…only 30 miles to go…the meaning clear to anyone who doesn’t know mama me…but read between the lines and those girls of mine knew exactly what she REALLY meant…

30 miles to go…OMG 30 MORE MILES!!!..so close…yet so far…I’m not sure this old body with make it…it’s tired…it’s achy…30 miles is an eternity…

And then the response came through…a hug…a hug in the form of a message…a hug in the form of a memory…a sweet memory…of days gone by…

Only one Arthur to go…

Spent lots of time on the road over the years…three girls and their mama…driving here…driving there…school…sports…dance…baton…

Little ones patient yet antsy would always ask…How far is it?..How many Arthurs?..as in episodes…that favorite cartoon of theirs…

Three hour trip…6 Arthurs…a quick jaunt to Iowa City…one Arthur…and funny thing…put those travel miles into Arthur terms…and those little ones were easily appeased…

And here we were…25 years later…coming full circle…secretly sending that mother of theirs much more than a message…

And that’s the thing about those people of yours…they get you…they hear you…they know how to reach in their little bag of tricks and pull out something that will make you smile…warm your heart…and ease your pain…

Only one Arthur?…Yea, an old gal can do that…and with the help of those sweet ladies of hers…

She did…
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And those daughters of mine…agree…