Maggy squeezed him without realizing she’d offered gentle comfort. He looked down into her eyes and smiled. “I have so much to be grateful for. Loving parents, stable home, great community, absolute support…I can’t imagine what it would be like not having those things. I guess I feel more than a little guilty at having taken it all for granted for so long.”
“From what I’ve seen, you haven’t taken anything for granted. You’ve lived your life, but you show your parents how much you love them, every day. Let’s face it when life’s good, it’s easy to become complacent, take things for granted. ‘You don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone’,” he quietly sang on a whisper.
“Your right. It’s true. I love my parents and I hope they understand how much. I wasn’t your typical teenager and I didn’t give them a great deal of grief but I do know I want to be more supportive, be there for them as they age. They are still pretty active, pretty virile (not that they’d let me know if they weren’t) but time is marching on. I never realized, never really considered the possibility of their not being around until I came home this time.”
“They’re pretty laid back, relaxed, and happy with each other, Maggy. They love you very much too. I doubt they’d have been happy had you dragged your feet, not gone on to live your life.”
“I figure so too. The last few years in New York, I was bombarded by immediacy instant gratification, the take what you want now, you deserve it attitude that coming home has been such a breath of fresh air, such a reminder that there’s more to life than the latest this or that.”
“It’s funny, I can’t say I didn’t, don’t enjoy, the bright lights of Broadway, the never-ending things to do, it has been fun to a point. At first, I wanted to see everything, every museum, art gallery, play, show…you name it. Then I wandered around looking at all the beautiful old architecture that surrounded everyone, and no one ever looked up to enjoy any of it. They were busy little bees getting on with their days and their struggles.”
“Coming home has been such relief, such a joy. Breathing fresh sea air, watching the interactions of all the locals.” She punched him on the arm, “Meeting a few new people. It’s a great feeling.”
“I know, I’m the best!” he laughed as he twirled her in a huge arch before pulling her close.
While she’d been chatting, he’d been watching and it hadn’t gone unnoticed that someone was standing off in the distance, attempting to remain unnoticed, watching from the sidelines. He knew without a doubt, Maggy had a problem! He was concerned the situation would get worse before it got better.