Crying Body – The Beginning

“Can I do something useful?” I yelled. My children kept on playing. I couldn’t think of anything I could do except watch my children. I wanted to play also, but I didn’t want to interrupt Nona. She acted as happy as a child with my children.

“You can read the map, watch out for pirates, and make sure the kids don’t jump ship,” laughed Nona as she handed me the map while running after Meus. With her hair bouncing in the sunlight, she picked up my little daughter in a dead run. I unfolded the colored paper, not knowing how to read it. What did Nona want? To find some pirates?

She squealed at Meus, “Gotcha!” as she picked her and twirled her around in a circle.

“Father!” Meus squealed in faux drama but was delighted and full of joy.

“My turn, father. My turn! Pick me up!” urged Teus, tugging on my shirt. “Twirl me!”

Dropping the map, I picked him up. We twirled around in a circle, just like Nona did.

He laughed and kicked in the air, “Faster! Faster!”

The grass was soft. The gentle wind touched my feet and the sun warmed my hair. I was happy.

Goggle Eyes came quietly upon our fun. Nona nearly collided with her as she played with Meus.

“Watch out!” yelped Meus as she and Nona tumbled to the ground laughing. Goggle Eyes picked them up. She looked as transparent as light in my eyes.

I stopped twirling Teus, then we walked over to the women.

“I have to go,” she said unemotionally. “You know I am done here. The children now have their protec­tion, their father. I know they will be safe in the New World with Beus,” she spoke to Nona.

She bent over to kiss Meus on her cheek. “I will miss you and Teus. I will really miss you both.” The words sounded unusual as they carried emotion and longing for Goggle Eyes. Her eyes squinted tightly, no longer oval and translucent as they were normally. She bent to kiss Teus’ cheek.

Then just like light does in the sunset, she faded away and left us.

“She’s gone. She’s taken away my feelings,” I said despondently.

Walking up to me, Nona whispered into my ear. “Not really. She gave her agape love to you. That opened your own love, your human love. That stays with you, always. You’ve already given your love to your children. I feel it.”