I’m saving a place for you. If you look hard at this picture of me and the kids, you’ll notice it’s right there next to me. I can see you there as I lean back into you. I have a set of keys to my car sitting in the bottom of my jewelry box. I didn’t realize when I had them made that they would be slid on your key ring one day. That empty chair at the head of the dinner table? It’s yours too. I’ve saved it.
Underneath the bathroom cabinet are two empty baskets and inside the medicine cabinet, one of the shelves is cleared off. The top of my dresser is usually piled with a stack of folded laundry, but the space is waiting to be reclaimed.
The tool box is all yours. I’ve never known what to do with that anyway & most of the things in there are still brand new. I’m sorry I sold the lawn equipment…no lawn anymore!
I’m looking forward to Sunday mornings filled with warm pancakes and mugs filled with steaming coffee as we get ready for church. I can close my eyes and see you sitting on the second row, waiting for me to come down from the choir loft. That afternoon nap when lunch is over? Sure, no problem.
I wish now you’d find me.