Nighteye

Dad said once he had a dream and a voice named him "Nighteye" the owl who sees so well...dad's sight was always very good...the only one in the family that didn't need glasses...that is until an experiment went wrong and he injured an eye...a home made sling shot that fired a rock backwards into his eye...from then on he needed glasses and the iris of that one eye was always large....
Dad was always inventing something...tried to get patents a few times, but nothing ever panned out...Most of the family didn't understand the science behind his theories...only his grandson, my son, saw his visions...understood...he is taking some of dad's ideas and notes and seeing if he can continue...explore...maybe do something with them in dad's memory...
I was talking to mom today...so many things left unsaid between them...wishing she had done more...done things different..spent more time with dad...60+ years together and still there are regrets...still wishing you had more time to spend...more time together...Mom told me she still finds herself wanting to share with him...but he's not there...it's not like he's somewhere you can write a letter...an email...a text or phone...he is gone...never to return in this lifetime....
When you lose someone you love...how do you cope...how do you get through the day to day...and the loneliness...so wanting to still talk...to touch...
I've felt lost over lost love of less than hers...they didn't pass on though...I can still write...email and such...even if they don't answer I can reach out...try...wish and dream...
How will she do it after so many years together...such a final goodbye...I sure hope she is stronger than I am...