Death Is a Happy Thought Not a Sad One
And the wisest teacher.
My kids' game console, which is sitting below the big TV screen in our living room, randomly turns itself on. At least once a week, I noticed.
This started when I moved with my boys to our new apartment after their father and I divorced. My ex-husband had a special relationship with electronic devices, he could fix anything. He would probably know if it were a bug or something, but he was not around to fix it anymore.
So it goes on by itself and it gets annoying because I need to get up and turn it off manually! The console remote went M.I.A., probably during the removal.
When it first happened, I thought Elvis, our dog, touched the button accidentally. But it kept happening without anyone around, too. Until one day, it turned on while I was sitting alone thinking about my deceased father.
I was so immersed in an imaginary conversation with him, the one I wished I had, that the sound of it turning on startled me. I uttered: “Dad?” In reply, the black TV screen turned green with the console logo in the middle, playing the well-known launching sound.
“Turning on the TV now as well, are you,” I sent him a thought and it made me giggle. It made me happy. My dad had a little cheeky streak in him, liked making private…
