Could you hear me?

Could you hear me?

Was I with you as you slipped away from us?

I can still feel what it was like to yell for my missing child. 

Straining as if yelling for you could drag you closer to me. 

The constricting cloud of uncertainty clenching my heart. 

Even now, maybe I'm still yelling for you. 

Maybe my soul is still straining to drag you near to me.

Can you hear me?

God, as always, send my words to my son. 

I win.

Last night, as I sang and played to Ani, I stopped and talked to her. 

I told her that I thought I was blessed to serve her, and blessed to be able to play for her, as she obviously enjoys it. 

I was in the middle of telling her that I thank God for my talents to play/sing for her and she raised her hands for "Yes". 

I laughed, then stopped and said "Wait, YOU thank God for me and my singing??"  

She raised her hands for "Yes". 

I said "Seriously, you thank God for me??"

She raised her hands and smiled big!

So, I win.

I'm still gonna keep playing though...I might win some more. :)