Hear my voice

Yoni, it’s been almost two weeks since you left for South Africa with Your Mother. And while you’re having the time of your life over there in Johannesburg, spending time with your Ma, meeting your cousins, and aunties, and great grandparents – I’m here alone, suffering without you.

You’ll be gone another whole two weeks. I’m not sure I can wait that long.

Your Mother puts you in front of the iPad every day, and I talk to you; you hear my voice and look for me around the room. ┬áIt’s funny, and very sad at the same time. One day you will know what it is to laugh and cry at the same time.

I miss you terribly.

This has been one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to bare, being away from you for so long.

I sent you a song today, for Your Mother to play to you. I looked out the window and imagined us both listening to it at the same time.

Did she play it to you? I hope so. She usually does what I ask her to do. Keep an eye on that for me ok.

Here’s the song, it’s called Hear My Voice.

The first time I heard it, it came from outer space – it was being played in a space station to a hero of mine. I’ll tell you about him one day.

Here are the words, it’s the message I’m sending you, my beautiful boy.

 

Do you hear my voice

My faraway one?

Do you hear my voice

Wherever you may be?

A voice calls out to you with courage

A voice cries out in my blood

And beyond the bounds of time

Commands a blessing

This world is vast

And its paths are many

They meet in fleeting moments

And they part for eternity

A person wishes it

But his legs cannot

He cannot find

That which he has lost

Til the end of my days

I will wait for you

Until there is still life in me

 

I love you. See you soon.

Dad