Again today he waits. He hopes. It could be today. The pink hue of the ocean makes him cold inside. The air has the coolness of fall and even the sand requires shoes to be comfortable. Comfortable. No, he won't be that until it happens. Looking far out, as far as the horizon, for a bump, for a light, for a flash. Anything that interrupts the smooth line of sea meeting sky. It could be...
The same thoughts every day for months now. Three months and 2 days to be exact. The ship sailed for China from San Francisco Bay and had been expected back for nearly 3 weeks. On that ship was the boy's uncle who happens to be his best friend, also.
Uncle Frank had no children of his own and had been an integral part of Aiden's life since birth. Uncle Frank was his mother's brother and often stayed with their family when not out to sea. He had a small cabin of his own down the California coast a short ways, but he rarely stayed there unless he was going to be in town for a month or more. He had become Aiden's best friend almost from day one. He would hold him, rock him and walk with him by the hour to soothe Aiden's tortured body. The boy is autistic and often required having his cradle rocked with no human hands on him. Other times, he required bunting and big warm arms holding him safely still. Uncle Frank knew all the secrets and seemed to know which was needed. Mom and Dad loved the way he related to this special and troubled baby and trusted him to provide care for their infrequent dates.
As he grew, he learned and his parents learned and life did get somewhat easier. Aiden is an only child and now at age 13, he stands alone to wait. He knows the days have passed too far. He knows Uncle Frank should be here now. He cannot wait at home. He needs to go to the seashore and look for himself. When the sun has set, he will turn where his dad waits for him, a safe distance away, and together hand in hand, they will walk back home. Aiden may talk non-stop about how many days it's been and how long it takes to make the turnaround and how long the lay over was and what might have gone wrong. He will talk about the length and speed of the ship because he is an expert. Other nights they will walk in silence. On those nights his dad worries. He doesn't know what is going on in Aiden's head and it worries him. He doesn't want him to be sad, rather he talk himself into security. Feeling whatever has gone wrong is going to be a great adventure that Uncle Frank will tell them about for many years to come.
For Aiden, life cannot return to normal until Uncle Frank comes home again. When he walks up the sidewalk and through that front door to big hugs and maybe a surprise for Aiden, then and only then will life be right.
Most of us have safe places and for Aiden it is in Uncle Frank's presence. Anywhere in the world.
Jo
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ReplyDeleteThanks...you were too fast...I found an "s" missing. LOL
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ReplyDeleteWell written, Jo! I love it and it is so true that each of us --especially our children -- find that our presence/our love is their comfort zone.
ReplyDeleteIt's what we all hope for, isn't it? thanks so much.
DeleteBrilliant!! Love this story Jo!
ReplyDeleteKathy
http://gigglingtruckerswife.blogspot.com
I love when you think I'm brilliant! he he I did enjoy this one.
DeleteLoved the post Jo :) I like my safe place!
ReplyDeleteCheers, Jenn
(My take is found on my "other" blog: http://theshortstorygal.blogspot.com/2012/10/vanished.html )
Thank you, Jenn. I think we all do and we all have our needs to be safe and alone.
DeleteLovely! I'm waiting for U Frank to come home to Aiden, in Part 2;)
ReplyDeleteso is Aiden! Could happen.
Deletenice, jo! i wanted so much for uncle frank to show up.... i hope he does, eventually... it's hard to find someone you trust, and aiden needs his comfort... i hope it gets it....
ReplyDeleteWe all need our safe and comfortable space or spot or human or pet or whatever, don't we?
DeleteThanks. Good choice!
I love this. I hope Uncle Frank is okay...
ReplyDeleteThank you! I hope you keep reading!
DeleteLoving this, going to part now!!
ReplyDeleteJul
Hoping you meant part 2... I'll be running there now to see! Thanks, Jul
DeleteAww, this is beautiful! Such detail. Love it.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I loved the picture and the story just happened.
DeleteI'm reading from GBE, headed to part 2. :)
ReplyDeleteSweet story! I'm off to go read the second part.
ReplyDeleteYAY...thank you.
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