Don't you always get stuck, like me, in this little, insidious question?
"What if?"
I don't know if i like this question or not. If i need to ask it to myself to appreciate what i have in the present. Or if i have to simply delete it, due to its in vast uselessness.
Fact is, we all ask it to ourselves.
Fact is, i had a "What if" moment just today.
Fact is, my mom is at in the hospital right now.
She fell from the steps of the marble stair leading the open market area to the steet below.
Falling, she crashed her elbow against the small column that stands at the end of the staircase. She broke her right elbow in three pieces, she went already under surgery 4 days ago. She wears a cask now and her hands are all blue and since she also hit her head she sports two black swollen eyes.
She called me late at night. It was early morning for her. My heart sunk, once again. She rarely calls this late.
She was whispering at the phone and i immediately felt the well know tight knot in my stomach.
"What's going on? Are you ok?"
"Well, now i am fine but i am in the hospital"
"What? Why?"
So she explained me the whole accident...how she lost her balance, how some people helped her to get up, collecting from the sidewalk the content of her grocery bag....the bread, the cheese, the apples, the fish, the coffee
How they walked her to my brother's nearby shop where my brother panicked and drove her to the hospital.
All of this happened last week. I had been informed of it only yesterday. Because my mom prohibited my brother to call me. Because she didnt want to worry me.
Again...this seems a broken record in my life.
But, i told her that everything was ok, since she was ok.
After the fall, she had to go to ER for 4 days in a row to get in line and have a bed assigned to her. She went there 4 days in the morning and waiting until late at night. Then coming back the next day.
In Italy we don't pay anything for medical. No one single cent. But this is what we have to bear with.
Finally, she got her bed and she got her surgery.
"Everything went great. Don't start worrying now that everything is over".
Yes, easy to say.
Ok, i am not worried, i tell her anyway.
I could hear from her voice that she was in a very good spirit and not in pain. She even bragged about the great results she got from the lab.
"The doctors told me i have the health of a 20 years old".
"It must be all the coffee you have been drinking and all the cigarettes you have been smoking, mom"
So we laughed and we promised to call each other tomorrow.
But then, left alone, still with the phone in my hand...i felt a like a hammer had hit me in the middle of the stomach.
Again i found myself crying. Like a kid might cry when in the middle of a crowd she let go her mother's hand and can't find her anymore.
What if?
What if?
I was asking over and over in my mind.
What if she had hit her head so badly to the point of dying....or what if something had gone wrong during the surgery?
What if?
I had to stop ...the mere idea of all the scary possibiities dancing a macabre waltz around me were too much to handle.
In a split of a second my life, our family life would have exploded, changed forever.
Just like this... like the snapping of the fingers, like the flapping wings of a hummingbird, like the tiny step of an ant, like the batting of the eyelashes of a sleeping baby.
A fluttering, a whispering, a look....and the Universe like i know it would have collapsed and buried me alive.
She called again today, just few hours ago. She will go home tomorrow. My daughter played her new song at the guitar for her. We laughed. We said "I love you".
Life is still like i knew it.
But...what if?
The little question grabs our throat and make us swallowing for more air anytime we pronounce it, isn'it?
It does this trick on us also at the mere wondering of a different happiness... a new love.... a desired connection....or during the consideration that maybe we did make a mistake...that maybe we should have chosen differently...what if? what if?
A change of heart....the re-thinking of an already chosen choice ...
Oh, what if?
What if?
What if?
What if?
Which one is your "What if" right now?



