Something was wrong.
But what, I couldn’t be sure.
One day, I realized, I was waiting for him.
I had been told these days were past.
Have you ever missed someone you’ve never met?
I found a prayer in the back of a well-read newspaper at the coffee shop, a novena to Mother Mary.
I stole the newspaper.
Pray it once a day for three days it said.
On the fourth day, your prayer will be answered clearly.
I said it 3 times a day.
For three days.
When something is missing, you’ll do anything to find it.
On the fourth day, my phone went off.
A new voicemail from an old friend.
A garbled message that cut in and out with a song in the background.
One she thought I might like.
You’ll Be Blessed, by Elton John
Hey you, you’re a child in my head
You haven’t walked yet
Your first words have yet to be said
But I swear you’ll be blessed
I know you’re still just a dream
your eyes might be green
Or the bluest that I’ve ever seen
Anyway you’ll be blessed
And you, you’ll be blessed
You’ll have the best
I promise you that
I’ll pick a star from the sky
Pull your name from a hat
I promise you that, promise you that, promise you that
You’ll be blessed
I need you before I’m too old
To have and to hold
To walk with you and watch you grow
And know that you’re blessed
I stopped everything.
2 weeks later I felt dizzy when I stood up from tucking my little girl in for the night.
My blessing was born 8 months later.
When I questioned my friend about the message, I could hear her puzzled expression over the phone.
“Lis…I left you that message 6 months ago!”