Thursday, February 6, 2014

The Itch to Fly South

Dear Ellie,

I had to start work again today and being away from you was difficult.  The longer I was gone, the harder it became.  I felt this sort of mounting anxiety and it grew heavier and heavier as time went on.  I wondered how you were and what the results were of your eco-cardiogram.  I wondered whether you were finally peeking out through your eyelids.  But most of all, I just missed you.

Maybe this is what it feels like to be a migratory bird?  To get an itch to fly south to some place you feel fidelity.  To the place you feel whole.

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