I did it.
I climbed it.
I gathered my resolve, and the waning “last” chance and I burst through his darkening silence
“I’m going to climb your tree. Now. Will you come with me?”
Forever it had mocked me,
For a lifetime it sneered its accusations
For an eternity it laughed at my regret of an earlier time:
“Hey Mom, Let’s go. Climb my tree with me.”
“Oh, I don’t know, hon.”
“Come on, you can do it!”
“No, not now. Maybe when it’s warmer… It’s too cold!”
And, just like that, I had missed my chance,
… like I almost did today.
But no longer,
… because I did it!
Today, I grabbed the thread of Time that dangled just within my reach
and I climbed it.
I answered his heart’s call – inviting me to his world –
and I embraced each and every branch and twig lending me its helping hand.
There was no fanfare
no grandiose “Ta-dahs”
not even a Selfie to mark the victory…
But oh, none of that mattered
… because there was a young man climbing up after me
just close enough to cheer me on
just near enough to coach and protect
just within reach to fill every part of my heart
And as I climbed the sap-laden spiral of bark and pine needles
and I reached the top,
I scattered every dark shadow of regret
and sent the crowd of accusers tumbling and crashing to the ground.
Then slowly – holding tightly – I looked down…
And there I saw… love and a peace-filled grin
And there I saw… unmistakable pride
And there I saw… my reflection in his eyes
the best Selfie ever.