Saturday, May 8, 2010

Destination Seattle

"Sadness flies on the wings of the morning and out of the heart of darkness comes the light."
~Jean Giraudoux (1882-1944)

My father will be heading over to the US next week. Destination, Seattle. For the past 5 months he's been trying to unravel the very complex and complicated business affairs of my brother, Mark. I know it's been an incredibly difficult journey for him. But I can't even begin to imagine how difficult.

I only know how hard it has been for me personally. Even now, I still can't really believe we'll never see him again. Reality hit hardest on the morning of my birthday a couple of weeks ago. As I received calls from my family wishing me a happy birthday, it suddenly occurred to me that there was one call I would never again receive. For the most part, it still feels so very surreal, like it hasn't really happened at all. And it's almost possible to kid yourself into believing that it was all just a nightmare that you were having. Almost. But then life throws you a reminder, and you suddenly realise - it wasn't that at all.

And so, next week, my father will be heading to the US. Destination, Seattle. Under any other circumstances, I would so very dearly love to be going with him. For my own personal reasons.

It's a dream of mine. A beautiful dream.

Perhaps some day, it will be more than just a dream.

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