I thought of you first thing this morning when I sat down to enjoy my morning coffee and had to shift my weight from when you poked me with that broken popsicle stick.
I thought of you when I applied moisturizer on my leg and felt the bruise on my ankle from when you kicked me so hard.
I thought of you when I packed a bag of grapes remembering how you squished yours and then told me your snack was spoiled.
I thought of you when I walked into my office and saw our unfinished Othello game on my table; I was getting beat by a five year old.
I thought of you when I was handing out lunches at the ‘Grab and Go Lunch’ drive hoping that perhaps I would see you.
I thought of you when I was driving home and heard ‘Old Town Road’ on the radio knowing that is the song that helps you when you are feeling beyond angry.
I thought of you when I dropped a glass and it shattered remembering the sound of my clock shattering when you threw it across my office.
I thought of you when my daughter thanked me for preparing dinner; you always thank me for giving you goldfish every day.
I thought of you when my son said goodnight wondering if you were playing Grand Theft Auto or heading to bed yourself.
I will think of you as I drift off to sleep wondering . . .
Is anyone giving you your medicine?
Are you safe?
Have you eaten?
Are you alone?
Are you sleeping?
I miss you.
I worry about you.
I can’t wait to see you again soon.