{Five Minute Friday} Roar

The engines whine to life. With a thrust and roar, we take off. I am off the ground, airborne.

In the relentless rumbling and roaring of traffic on the 10 freeway, my tiny rental car rattles toward “home.”

Ravenous emotions gnaw at my heart. I paste a smile and chirp, “Hello, Mother!” to a dwindling woman who seems vaguely pleased by a new face.

Cacophonous memories assault my attempts to “be here” for…her? for Daddy? for me?

Eternally short days later, I toss and turn in my own bed, listening to ocean waves crash.

I am home, but the roar echos on.