Monday, March 3, 2014

March Slice of Life Story Challenge: Day 3 of 31 / Commute


I rush up the subway steps and onto the platform, only to see the taillights of a train pulling away.  I shuffle to the other end of the platform to await the next train, tapping my phone and checking my watch like any other commuter going about a well-worn routine. But I'm not like any other commuter today. Today I have stepped out of my house and left my baby in the charge of a sitter. He will stay with her for hours, while I attempt to be useful at work. I will go through the motions, do what needs to be done, but I will feel useless. I may appear to be a woman just going about her business, but I am actually a woman whose insides feel as if they are being ripped apart.

The writer Elizabeth Stone has said, “Making the decision to have a child - it is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body. ” Indeed, my heart is back in our living room, napping in his swing. My heart is in the care of someone who just a short time ago was a stranger.  And because my heart is there, so is my head. People shuffle in and out of seats, subway doors open and close. My stop comes, and I nearly miss it. Because my heart and head are pounding in time, to the same rhythm, his name sounding over and over with each beat. I will count each one until he is in my arms. 


  1. It's so hard to leave them. I found that some days are easier than others, but that I always rush home at the end of my work day because I can't stand one more moment without a snuggle! You've done a beautiful job capturing that heartache.... counting the moments.