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Too Fast or Too Slow?
...Bleep..........................Bleep..........................Bleep...
The sound of the heart monitor seemed to
echo through the quietly darkened room. She sat there, close by the bed he lay
on, though she could barely see him through all the chords and tubes. She cried
softly, but wiped away her tears with her free hand, the one that wasn't lightly
holding his.
Ever since they had met, she had always
objected to his dangerous driving. Somewhere she knew he was a good driver, but
the races he competed in were way too much for him...or so she had always
thought. As a result, he became a great driver and it was that fact alone that
confused her. It was his driving that had saved their three beautiful children.
Her eyes began to well up again.
Seeing him laying on the bed, she was both
angry and sad. She didn't know whether to hug him or hit him. After catching her
shaky breath, she blew her nose.
She wanted him to wake up. She wanted him to
hug her. She wanted to scream at him for his driving. She wanted to thank him
for saving their children. She wanted to tell him how much she loved him,
knowing he could hear it. No. She stopped herself. Reposturing her body and
sniffling a little, she knew that was selfish of her.
The kids were, for the large part, okay and
weren't hurt much. She, her own self, was fine, though a little rushed from
having received the call at her office. Exhaling, she thought, "Ok. What does he
want?" Her eyes turned back to his face, expecting an answer. Nothing. She
didn't know. For the first time, she did not know the answer to that question.
Not being able to hold back her tears, they
flowed. They flowed hard. Leaning over him, she hugged as much of him as she
could. Turning her face, she looked at his. "Hmpf. How odd," she thought to
herself. All of his life he had always been going too fast and she had always
been going too slow. Now, too many thoughts were racing through her mind, but
thought of how few were crawling through his...made her heart cry.
She buried herself in
the one she loved...not wanting
to let go....
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