Finding Balance in a Wobbly World or Cell Phones in Heaven
It feels like the earth is wobbling on its axis. The stars don’t line up in the sky quite the way they used to. I need to get to the ocean so I can look at the horizon and make sure it’s still there. Is there still a sharp line that separates the ocean from the sky? Or has the sea begun to leak into the atmosphere blurring the delineation between heaven and earth? I need evidence that our world is not tumbling off course. I need assurance that the sun is still holding fast to us, not letting us slip from the safety of its gravitational embrace. My mother died less than three months ago. I hadn’t realized that she was responsible for maintaining the balance of the earth. But it must be so, because since she has left everything seems off kilter. I find myself searching for something to hold on to. Or someone to hold me so that I stay on my feet. Who is going to hold out their arms to hug me every single time they see me? Who can I talk to on the phone every night?...