It was evening now and Winona was trying not to be disappointed she hadn’t heard from Jim. That morning she’d gotten a message from Sam, his wife, Aurelan, and their son, Peter from Deneva where they were living.
But not a word from her baby.
She knew he was in space on a starship likely out of contact with Earth, but it was Mother’s Day and she was missing him.
So she took out a pint of strawberry swirl ice cream and she ate directly from the carton.
She didn’t get to hear from Jim often. He was an important captain in Starfleet, sent on many missions to save millions of lives. He’d called her on her birthday and before that on his. She never heard from him at holiday time.
Winona thought she should be used to it but she wasn’t really. And it had been even longer since she’d seen him in person. He’d been in a hospital in San Francisco after receiving some injury he wouldn’t give her details about. She’d heard the name Khan whispered by that doctor friend of his. And saw his Vulcan first officer standing sentinel by his side. She didn’t really know anything else.
But she’d gotten to hold him for a full ten minutes.
The door bell rang as she was about to finish off her ice cream and she went to the door slowly. She guessed she was getting a flower delivery, probably courtesy of Jim. He’d asked someone to ask someone to ask someone to get flowers to her.
It was something, anyway, though she would rather hear his voice.
There was a knock this time as she reached for the knob.
“Okay, Okay. Keep your shirt on.”
Winona opened the door and there he was.
She burst into tears as he pulled her close and held her.
The best Mother’s Day ever.
Happy Mother’s Day out there in the US. It’s a sad day for me. We lost Ma a year ago in May (21) and last year was the last Mother’s Day with her, though in all honesty she wasn’t very alert even then.
I thought I’d write this little extra flash.