Six
Kelly
God, I am so tired…
And no, I didn’t mean sleepy tired. I’d been asleep for five years, I was good … but I was tired of everything else.
The beeping of the monitors.
Laying in this godforsaken bed.
My mother and husband hovering over me and acting as if I might disappear at any moment.
But, mostly, I was tired of the awkwardness that now existed between me and Jake. He hadn’t been back to see me since I’d woken up and screamed at the sight of him. I’m sure he was hurting just as much as I was and more than anything I wanted the opportunity to speak with him … to hold him again.
It was devastating.
My little guy was becoming a man, and I’d missed it. I’d missed middle school and his transition to high school. His first girlfriend. Watching him hit puberty and measuring as
