Some blink and suddenly their kids are grown.

I blinked and suddenly my son was gone.

I keep blinking.

I keep blinking, hoping my son will suddenly reappear.

He does not.  He cannot in this lifetime.

A lifetime seems too long.

Yet, when people are reaching the end of their days they often express that they blinked and their life was suddenly at the closing act.

Others say life moves so quickly-in the blink of an eye.

But I can’t blink fast enough to get to my son.

However, one day upon closing my eyes, I will open them, and there he will be, along with other loved ones.

And when I do see him, I won’t feel the pain of blinking ever again.

In the meantime, between blinks, I want eyes that glimmer with this hope.