I asked if he would stop to rest and he said he’d try not to, that he didn’t want to lose the time and have his dad die before he got there. But that if he did get tired, he’d pull over a rest stop and sleep for an hour or so and that would perk him up enough to go on. He knew what he was doing. He was eating sunflower seeds to get energy, and they take a certain amount of work to keep his mind going. It sounded like he knows what he’s doing and knows his limits.
It was so hard not to say “I love you” but I really didn’t want the first time to be associated with this bad day and long drive, so I just told him to take care, that I’d be thinking about him, to call me anytime. He hung up just after 5 am.
I collapsed into bed, my mind racing with all the ground he had covered overnight, and all that we had shared. There were several questions I had been waiting forever to ask, and he had answered them all! I prayed that he would make it safely, and get see his dad once last time.