One Moment

Every so often I have one of those moments.  I had one yesterday morning.  While sitting on my sofa drinking a cup of coffee and writing an exposition about the safe use of digital multimeters on live electrical circuits, a memory suddenly ruptured all of my intense concentration.  At once, I vividly recalled opening the door for my wife as we entered the wood-front Dewey Bar in Dewey, Montana many years ago.

My wife was laughing just then.  The June grass across the highway shone bright green in the sun.  I watched my wife enter the wood-smelling tavern, leaning only a little against her golden cane, still laughing.  Her dark hair became reflective as she entered a wash of light inside.

Then all memory vanished again save the sound of laughter resounding in my ears.

Yes, we can smile.

--Mitchell Hegman