It is her fifth birthday. Sheila runs behind her mother, excited as ever to see her favorite chocolate fudge cake being put on the table and five candles being put on it.
Her friends come soon, and in their hands, are the gifts that they have brought for her. Her mother has dressed her like an angel by then, in a frock of pretty pink. As she blows the candles out and they sing happy birthday, she feels happy. She gives the first piece of cake to her mother, putting it in her mouth. Secretly, she wishes for something.
The doorbell rings. She wonders who it is at that time. Her mother opens the door to find a delivery boy there, holding a gift wrapped in green and blue paper. She sees a card on it, and as her mother puts it on the window sill, she runs up and takes it. She can’t read it fully, but a big smile comes on her face as she reads the last two words. She gives it to her mother, who reads it, then starts to cry.
“Read it aloud please, Mummy”, she asks.
“My little darling”, her mother reads aloud in between sobs, “I hope you are fine and smiling today. I wish I could be there with you as you cut the cake, but I can see you smile as you put it in your mummy’s mouth. This is the first time I’ve missed your big day. I hope I can see your pictures soon. I love you a lot, and miss your hugs and kisses and love so much here. See you soon. Love, Dad.”
Sheila claps her hands, excited again as she opens the first gift today, her dad’s. She laughs, as she finds a piggy bank there and some money already in it. As her friends watch on, she kisses the letter box bank and says out loud, “Oh Daddy, I love you sooooo much!”
Her mother looks on, but there is no surprise. Sheila is too little to understand separations, and she doesn’t have to. To her, her father is just many miles away, in a land that she dreams of every day. As Sheila looks at her and smiles, she mirrors it. The love for her father fills her heart, and that love, has no borders.
Photograph by Aame
© Leo 04/August/2011