To Whom It May Concern,
If you are reading this, they have most likely found me.
Their persistence is unmatched to my own, and I am growing weary.
It’s as if they never rest – day nor night – and there are three of them and just one of me.
I have no help.
I have no hope.
I have just a little time remaining.
There are so few places to hide, and I fear once they uncover my latest location, all will be lost.
I try to comfort myself with memories of home.
How long since I felt the comfort of those walls?
Oh yeah, 13 days.
The sound of the tribal drums grows louder as does their heavy footsteps on the wooden floors.
They now posses the conch, and all I can do now is wait for whatever end fate has in store for me.
“BUM-DAPPA-DAPPA-DUM!” the drums rhythmically sound almost in sync with their whines.
Their shrill voices, full of angst and unspent energy, echo off the walls, while I sit as still as possible with the noise surrounding me.
It’s hard to believe it has come to this, and to think, just last week I was marveling at how well behaved they had been…
In the car one weekend for over 13 hours…
On the beach all day…
Completely high on my kid’s longest lasting best behavior (ever), I agreed to stay down the beach with them alone while my husband and parents returned to work.
Since we spend all day, every day together in the summer this seemed like a great idea.
We’re on day 3 of rain, thunderstorms, and not being able to get to the beach or pool. We have limited toys at my parents home, no Nintendo, no Xbox, no escape.
This is one of the busiest weeks here of the entire summer and thousands of washed-out beach goers are crowding restaurants, movies and shopping centers alike. We’ll find no solace among the masses of disappointed holiday travelers.
In a whine-induced stupor (not wine), I took the three kids to a packed Wal-Mart in the pouring rain to pick out a new indoor toy. It cost me the final shreds of my sanity, and only bought me a couple hours of quiet play.
So if I make it to tomorrow, and God willing there is no rain…
They found me…
And it looks like the five year old is going to have his revenge.