Thursday, January 10, 2013
Every Other Year
Week 2, hot air balloons and Nirvana...
Keb eyed his wife warily as they stood on the ridge watching the balloons begin their journey across the canyon.
Keb and Fen had shared a heartfelt hug, but Jaya had just nervously patted the six year old boy's head as she loaded him and his belongings into the basket.
"You be good for your next mamma and pappa, Fen. Just as you were for us." Polite words.
The boy smiled and waved, too excited about the balloon ride to notice Jaya's apathy. Fen turned to face his destination. This third trek across the rift was just the next step of his growing up.
"Maybe, this time, Golda will come back to us." Jaya strained to see the balloons that were floating their direction, children waving as they passed each other mid way.
"Jaya, you know it's unlikely, the..."
"But it could happen! It has before." Jaya looked at him with desperate hope.
Keb kept his thoughts within. Their self-born daughter had left after her second birthday, just as she was meant to. Jaya had grieved herself into depression, barely attending to the toddler boy they'd received later that day.
He'd prayed for a girl child two years later, in hopes that Jaya would come around. Four year old Fen had turned out to be a perfect fit for him. Jaya played her role, barely.
"Look! The balloons have landed, Keb!" Jaya shook with anxiety. "Go see, Keb, see if it's her."
Keb followed the chart at the landing area. With a smile and hug he collected his next cycle child. A six year old girl.
They returned together to Jaya's post. Keb's joy turned to despair at Jaya's crestfallen face. She recovered enough to run one caramel colored hand through the girls curls.
"What pretty blond hair you have."