“Stephanie, it is time to go now.” Andrew said, his head popping into the kitchen. I turned around to face him and the first thing that caught my eyes was the look on his face; the glint in his eyes and more. Indeed, the moment had come.
“Oh, you must be…”
“Excited?” He cut me short. I nodded-yes. “Sure, sure sweetheart-it feels fantastic to don this great jersey.”
“Ok dear. I am happy for you.” I spread out my arms, to receive his warmest bear-hug. Andrew’s muscular arms encircled me tightly like he would never let go. When he stepped back, his signature smile shone all over his countenance.
“See you later.”
“Okay my love. I’ll be watching the game.” I waved as he ran out of the house. I checked on the wall clock and there were 41 minutes left before the start of the game. That was enough time to finish my kitchen chores. I said a little prayer for him afterwards.
***
Sitting on the couch, alone, a mug of steaming coffee in my hands, I enjoyed watching the American Football that evening, more than ever. My darling, Andrew Siderius, was officiating-as the umpire, his first time on a national duty. As he had promised earlier, he waved at the camera, right at the end of the game, for me!
He still had the energy and psyche to go on. I saw it, because of the way it glowed all over him. I cried; shed tears of joy as he proudly shared such a glorious moment with me.
“Oh, you must be…”
“Excited?” He cut me short. I nodded-yes. “Sure, sure sweetheart-it feels fantastic to don this great jersey.”
“Ok dear. I am happy for you.” I spread out my arms, to receive his warmest bear-hug. Andrew’s muscular arms encircled me tightly like he would never let go. When he stepped back, his signature smile shone all over his countenance.
“See you later.”
“Okay my love. I’ll be watching the game.” I waved as he ran out of the house. I checked on the wall clock and there were 41 minutes left before the start of the game. That was enough time to finish my kitchen chores. I said a little prayer for him afterwards.
***
Sitting on the couch, alone, a mug of steaming coffee in my hands, I enjoyed watching the American Football that evening, more than ever. My darling, Andrew Siderius, was officiating-as the umpire, his first time on a national duty. As he had promised earlier, he waved at the camera, right at the end of the game, for me!
He still had the energy and psyche to go on. I saw it, because of the way it glowed all over him. I cried; shed tears of joy as he proudly shared such a glorious moment with me.
