this morning #658.

this morning, her feet barely touched the track as she did her morning laps. light as a feather. free as a bird. flying around the oval with the wind in her hair. she knew how to move, how to propel herself forward with purpose. two major thoughts circled round in her mind. it took her three times around the track to finally let one of those thoughts come into focus though. mom was lost. in five months, she’d have to leave her behind & start her college life. for the past year, all they’d had was each other & while they’d still be in regular contact, proximity was key to keeping her mom calm. she’d considered putting college on hold but knew she had to go. it was the only way they both would grow.