Ghost

Image By: FD Thornton

I woke up a little too early this morning for my taste, but I did get a solid night’s sleep. When I first opened the curtains in the study it was still dark outside, with the slightest hint of dawn. But now that I’ve taken my meds and drank half-a-cup of decaf, the promise of a bright sun has appeared. Hadn’t heard much from the kids upstairs yet, maybe they got ready while I was in the shower. Meanwhile my wife is replaying the college championship game highlights from last night, on the big screen.
 
The haze of pink and grey climbs ever so gently outside my windows. Reminding me of mornings warming up my DJB Transport for a day of sand hauling and dike building. Out on the banks of the Back River just behind Hutchinson Island overlooking Old Fort Jackson and the Riverfront in Savannah. Does were fun and productive days where I made a nice chuck of change working 12 hour shifts,  14 days straight , with 4 days off.
 
In the hot summer the Boss would head over to Savannah and buy us a case of ice cold apples to snack on during the day. Then on payday he would cash our checks for us and buy two big coolers of beer for us to drink at the end of a good shift. That was one of the few jobs I hated to see end, with two years of building dikes to hold silt dredged from the Savannah River. I don’t know what got me thinking about that particular job, other than I liked it. I mean, I worked a many a job where I saw the dawn come up over an ice cold sky.
 
But such as it is with an old memory, they either make you smile or make you cry. Today was a good memory and that’s good. Still it’s okay to face bad memories, just as long as you face them with forgiveness in your heart. For you or the one that hurt you. For ghost of the past can be unforgiving, unless you take their power away.    
 
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