Let's Begin Again

Two days ago, my sister told me that a letter would be coming. That my father had decided it was time. That we would speak - voice-to-voice. For two days my soul stirred. My heart thundered inside of my throat. Every emotion poured over my entire being. It was time to get off of the roller coaster. It was time to breathe.

The letter came with the subject line "Let's Begin Again". A new birth. A new opportunity to get it right. This is my prayer.

The words were brief. I gave my number, and this morning we were voice-to-voice. There was no place to hide. No pauses before typing. No time to choose words. We both were in the moment - nervous - vulnerable - uncertain - present.

For 60 minutes we spoke. We shared. We laughed.

And it was good.

And I exhaled.