This is the view from here, every morning at 7:55 a.m., at the end of our dusty country lane.
“Mommy! Mommy!” — she always says it like it’s an emergency, while she scurries out the back seat –“Roll down your window, hurry! The bus is almost here, and I want to hold your hand one more time.”
She stands on the other side, nose just above the window frame. And right … there …. I can see straight into the part of her that loves me most. I hope she can see it in me, too.
I stretch across the seat. Fingers meet and lock. And it’s always a string of I-love-yous, and have-a-great-day, and Mommy-don’t-forget-to-take-care-of-the-Polly-Pockets-because-they’ll-be-hungry-at-lunchtime.
As I drove back up the driveway this morning, I thought about you, dear heart. You, who come here three times a week, or once a month, or maybe this is just the first and only time you’ll be here.
I thought about you.
I thought about how you and I open the windows of each others’ lives and souls, and we stretch across digital spaces to be real to each other.
I see you.
I wanted you to know that. I see you, and you’re real to me.
And I thank you for being here — for the ways you’ve encouraged, the ways you’ve been real in my life. I thank you for the way you prayed when I hurt, for the ways you laughed with me, and for the way you trusted me with your heart. This is what is means to Get Down With Jesus — when we get down to Truth and get real.
I pray that my words have real meaning in your life. This is my heart’s desire when I put words down in this place.
Some say this big ol’ World Wide Web isn’t real — this gigantic world made smaller somehow by IP addresses, Facebook statuses, emails. I used to be one of those people, who felt like cyberspace took away from “real” life.
But then I met you.
This counts as real. We stretch across open spaces to lock fingers.
And I don’t tell you this nearly often enough, but I’ll tell you now: I’m a better me because of you.
Have a spectactularly real weekend, my friend.
Writing with the Five-Minute Friday community today, where Lisa-Jo encourages us to just… write. No backtracking, no overthinking. Just write real and true. This week’s prompt: Real Life.