Two Realities

Talking to my guy on the phone I hear how exhausted he is. He tells me he hasn't slept well and has helped with his ill father nonstop since he got there. The older brothers are off doing more important things, like sleeping all day and making money, respectively.

I hate to hear my guy sounding so tired. I know he completely throws himself into whatever must be done to help others. He has done this since day one. He doesn't know how to be moderate in this respect. Some people take advantage of it, some people recognize it and appreciate it but don't overuse his generous nature. But regardless of what others do or do not do, he is always the same. Doing entirely too much for others while ignoring himself.

I'm not angry with any of his family, I'm just hoping he doesn't burn himself out completely. He told me he was sleepy when he called me this evening. Told me all of the things he took care of for his dad today. Said he planned on sleeping for a good 15 hours, he was so tired.

I found myself getting impatient to tell him what I've been up to. Update him on the work situation and my damn silly foot that refuses to work properly. I start to tell him all of these things and I hear a soft breathing... He's fallen asleep! I listen and I hear the breathing go from soft to heavy and deep. I haven't heard him sleep in 10 days.

I think to myself, how comforting, I really miss his presence around me... I put the phone on speaker, lay it on my chest (I'm lying with said damned leg propped up) and continue g+ing and wondering about how I'm going to go about the rest of my week. The deep breathing is comforting to me, knowing he's finally getting rest.

I make myself feel better by telling myself it must have been the soothing sound of my voice that lulled him to sleep. It's a nice thought. Then his deep breathing turns to spurts of breath and here come the snores. I shake my head and remember why it is I wear earplugs to bed. The phone cuts off into static and I hang up.