Angel of the Morning

The only way to describe how Melvin and I returned to one anothers care is ethereal. I was in an egotistical space in my life, concentrating on the id of my psyche. I was twice divorced, on the cusp of 40, anxious and basically infuriated with the world, especially myself. I was working at a high school, which left little time to feel pity for my circumstances, thus I probably came off as aloof and unfeeling at times. It was during this time that my mothers knees began to bother her and the physician informed her she would required knee replacement surgery. The year was 2000.
The night before the surgery anxiety set in, my mother has never had to have an extended stay in a hospital and she can be quite stubborn. How will I manage and keep pace at the high school? I finally dropped off to sleep. During my slumber I dreamt of Melvin's first wife dressed in a beautiful, white, chiffon gown. There was a glow and wind blown peace about her. I watched as she glided down the hallway of my home. When she reached  my bedroom she came in and lay directly atop me, her back to my front and we became one.
Needless to say, I sat straight up. I was not afraid or even anxious anymore, but I began to calculate how old she would have been here on earth and how peacefully her spirit and mine co existed in the home we both shared with Melvin and her sons.
I knew then I had to call him. All manner of questioned began to plague me, are they alright, what is she trying to tell me, is it mother and so on. I must have sat in that bed with this for around 30 minutes then realized I would be late for work.
High schools are always bustling so I did not expend anymore thought on the dream until after school. For some reason my aunt, who had no school age children came to the school. As we sat and talked, out of the blue she said, "If someone hits your mind you should check on them, you never know... Jean used to say that all the time." Jean is my mother. I can't remember if I told her about the dream or not, but I knew I had to call and check on Melvin and the boys.
I knew he had a lady friend and I did not want to intrude so I practiced my introduction if she answered the telephone. "Hi, I am a friend of Melvin and the boys, I don't really need to speak with them, I just need to know they are all okay." Yeah, that's what I'll say!
I call, the phone rings once, Melvin answers, "Hallo." "Heeeyyy," I say. He says, "Hey Poo, I've been waiting for you to call." And from that moment on we were never apart again.

I believe that the angel was telling me to take her place with the children, she trusted me and it was time. Left to my druthers I would have allowed this infusion to pass, but my obedience placed me in the position I was meant to fulfill. God's peace is doing what he calls you to do, even when, to others, you seem daft. I would not trade the last eleven years for anything except God and his son.

TOMORROW