Who knows what to expect when you walk in the room of a dying person? I surely did not. The events that ensued that day took their toll. And that evening as my voice crackles through tears,I love you daddy, goodbye. Midnight falls.
I hear the clock striking midnight. The earth is breaking wide open. Am I the only one that hears it?
He is lying still on that bed. I close his eyes with my fingers and stroke his forehead. I lay my cheek against his and whisper it… I want to go too daddy. Please let me come. The words of Charlie Rich swimming in my head…
daddy don’t you walk so fast, daddy slow me down some, ’cause you’re making me run. Daddy don’t you walk so fast.
I want to go, daddy, I want to go too.
My eyes stung red with tears, they linger as we leave. The last I will see his physical body. And I am falling. And there is nothing below. And nothing above. Darkness. It’s swallowing me. Does anyone see it?
God are you there?
I am right here.
When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; And through the rivers, they shall not overflow you. When you walk through the fire, you shall not be burned, Nor shall the flame scorch you.