February 15, 2013 by esarsea
I’m an odd duck sometimes.
I’ve still got Mom’s old email address in my list of contacts in Outlook Express. There’s something about the finality of it all that prevents me from deleting it. Same thing for her emails; I’ve saved them in a separate folder and I re-read them from time to time.
On holidays and special occasions like her birthday, I’ll still send her emails. They always bounce right back as undeliverable, but I send them anyway. Like I told you, I’m a little odd.
Yesterday I sent her another one. Very Brief. The subject line read, “Happy Valentine’s Day” and in the body of the email I just wrote, “Love you.”
As of this morning, the email hasn’t bounced back.
So last night I woke up to the sound of three distinct beeps. I looked at the TV which had been left on, and it was on a different channel than it was (our cable company carries a local radio station that I listen to at night). I didn’t give it much thought, changed the channel back, and drifted back to sleep.
I was re-awakened a short time later by the sound of three beeps again, and this time the TV was completely turned off – as was the sound bar and sub, which is controlled by a seperate remote and power source. Somewhat puzzled but still half asleep, I got up to use the bathroom.
As I laid back down I once again heard the three beeps, and shortly after that I heard the Windows start up music coming from my computer in the other room. I laid there for minute, and considered getting up. Then I heard the Windows start up music again.
I got up.
I wondered if maybe we’d had a brief power outage. The numbers on the alarm clock and on the microwave weren’t blinking “00:00” like they always do after a power goes out. Nope. That’s wasn’t it.
I made a cup of coffee and looked at the computer. It occurred to me that it was probably a case of automatic updates being installed followed by my computer restarting, but I still couldn’t quite figure out the source of the three beeps I kept hearing.
I checked my cell phone, and the battery was dead. Maybe it beeps when the battery is getting low, but if so, I’ve never heard it before. I plugged it in, and there on the display in large, Valentine’s-Day-Red letters appeared the word, “Hello.”
And I smiled to myself.
Mom was a big believer in, “Synchronicities.” She would often talk about them in earnest, recounting how she had heard Dad’s favorite song come on the radio on his birthday for example. I can’t remember all the different instances she described now, but I do know that she viewed the world with a heightened sense of awareness for these things.
I’m beginning to think I’ve inherited some of that awareness.