LOST: ONE FUNNY BONE, REWARD: SANITYA Story by traveling mindSomewhere in this house is my funny bone, I've lost it somewhere, I don't know how i lost it, where I lost it or when, but it's gone missing. I think I lost it on the day I went for my radiation treatment, the laser beam must of sucked it out, it could of also been the day i signed my child up for a intense therapy program, or was it the thirty six hour drive in two days to get my mother a new home, it's been months since I've seen it. It's possible it's cowering in a corner afraid to come out, or buried in the back of my closet under all the clothes I've out grown, struggling to breathe, fighting to find a way to survive.
I sent a memo to my family, posted it on the fridge too, asking for their help, they wantd to know if I needed a rubber room. I said as seriously as possible it's all of you that my funny bone is missing. I'm not needed till I'm on the phone, the world is at a crissis then, my socks don't fit, where's my keys, shut the music down, stop blowing things up on the video game, Eli, pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeee stop barking, mom alarm ringing,dorbell ringing, timers going off, to remind my child he needs to shower. It's no wonder my mind is relaxing somewhere with a pina colada, maybe my funny bone is on the same island.
I know my dog is a tracker, so I say Eli, find moms funny bone, he went under my bed, and pulled out his toy bone, not even close. He went to the closet and pulled out my socks, that is just gross. Eli, where's moms funny bone, help me find it, we go through our home, we find all sorts of lost items, and ones that should stay hidden, no funny bone. A storm starts to rumble, and the second round of insanity starts, dog barking, angry at the thunder and mad that it's raining, he hates being wet. My child has pulled out its blanket and is hiding under it, lights start to flicker, and then they are out; kids complaing, their world has ended, no music, no tv, no video games, awww maybe they should read, their flashlights still work. My husband has started spelling to me in code, I look to him asking why, he says the dog understands certain words, maybe I'm not the one who needs the rubber room..
All this commotion inside, I decide outside on the porch in the storm, would be quieter, I feel something buzzing, forgtting I had my cell phone atachd to me. I'm looking for a bee, something to answer why I feel buzzing, silly me,the phone is ringing, my kids staring through the glass door, phone in hand asking when will I be in. I gave them their answer as they give me, I shrug my shoulders with a big fat I don't know, and I turn my chair away from the door. A few minutes go by and it buzzes again, a text message from my mind, found it, your funny bone. We won't be back for a while, don't miss you, we'll be back when your sanity joins us; and there it is, I smiled, chuckled, and I closed out the sounds of my home behind me, and watched the lighting zig zag across the sky, my little bit of sanity sitting by my side. © 2012 traveling mind |
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2 Reviews Added on July 3, 2011 Last Updated on September 21, 2012 Authortraveling mindSCAboutforty ish, an austistic child, fighter of life through n through if i can get up feel the sun, the beauty in my garden my sons sticky smile, lifes crap can wait more..Writing
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