Transitions

Once upon a time, a long time ago, I decided it was time for a change.  I was looking at my phone wondering who to call when a text message came in.  He asked what's up.  Tadah!  He's up, that's what.

And that's how he became my transitions guy.  He became the bridge to the next point that I hoped to go to.  I remember musing about how unusual the whole scenario was.  It was so typical yet so alien.  Many times I felt horrified by the dangers that went with it.  Never mind, it's all temporary.  But then it all started to change.  I was amused when he started breaking unwritten rules like texting me good morning, good night and then in the weekends.  It was simply not done!  He's not supposed to MEAN anything!  Yet these small gestures started to make me smile... then they started to make me happy.

Once upon a time, a long time ago, my transitions guy became the most important guy in my life.  Who would have known?  He is the one I draw strength from in my tiring life.  I breathe easier because later, I know he'll give me a hug and take the stress away.  He cannot be everything that I need but he keeps me from giving up when times are really tough.  That is all he can be and that is all that I need for now.

Some day, like all good things, it will end.  I hope the memories he will have of me will be happy ones.