So Blue

Cheryl says, “What in Sam Hill–” She wipes away the frost on her passenger-side window. “When you’re a beach lover, I guess there’s no keeping you from it!” She gestures towards a man walking along the shoreline that is across the highway.

Walter says, “Wouldn’t catch me dead out there. I reckon it’s guys like that who’d keep the Dairy Queen at the North Pole in business.” He keeps on driving, but slows their SUV and squints at the man on the beach. Walter notices the man has on ripped trousers, a thin windbreaker, and a ball cap.

Cheryl says, “Holy mother–is he lit?” She turns to her husband as if to check that he’s seeing the same thing she is. The man they’re watching now lays on the beach, curled in a fetal position. The incoming tide swells up around and underneath him. “It’s cold enough for him to get hypothermia out there, right?”

Walter says, “Not sure. But maybe we should call the police and tell ‘em ole Captain Ahab’s tryin’ to take a nap in the fuckin’ water right now.” Cheryl takes out her cell phone and dials 9-1-1.

They drive past the man on the beach and continue on down the highway. They do not see that a rogue wave towers over the man and crashes down upon him before pulling him into the undertow.


Momma, do you remember when we used to come to this beach every Saturday when I was a kid?

Momma, I know you can hear me. I know you went up to heaven. I just know you did. If anyone is there, it’d be you, Momma. You can see the man I’ve become. You know everything now. Can’t hide anything from you because you’re an angel. And angels see everything. I’m ashamed, Momma. I know you didn’t raise me to be like this.

I feel so weak. I feel so tired. Life has got me so very tired.

Remember way back when I was a boy, when you used to tuck me in every single night, Momma? The way you would fluff my sheet and bring it down over me? Slow motion. You never rushed. Oh, and that blanket! Gentle soft blue, so soft it seemed out of focus with the rest of the room. It had white satin trim. That’s the only time I ever felt safe, Momma, when you would smooth that blue blanket onto me.

Momma, please come tuck me in. I’m tired. And scared. I know I can’t go on anymore. I need to lie down.

Oh! Look! You brought the blue blanket, Momma. Thank you. Cover me up, Momma. Then nothing can hurt me anymore. I’m ready.

It’s so blue. Sooo bl–


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    1. Yeah I guess I imagined him being mentally ill or having gotten into gambling or drugs or crime. Anything where he has been pushed to this point of not being in touch with reality or having any hope left. Thanks so much for reading and commenting dear Margot!!!

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    1. Assalamu alaiykum dear sister Mun! <3. Thank you for your comment. I truly appreciate it. So as for this story, it is tragic yes, and poignant. Therefore it is not an encouragement of giving up but rather a warning. Also, what is wrong with that couple that drove by? It was clearly not normal what that man was doing. Dangerous even. But they chose to heckle him and keep moving instead of stopping to help. Also, it can be assumed that the man couldn't help himself at that point because he is not mentally well. He hallucinated the beach being his childhood bed and a big wave was a blanket that his deceased mom was covering him with. Maybe things could have turned out differently for him if other choices had been made leading up to this. Maybe his mom tucking him in didn't have to be the only worthwhile and good memory he ever had. What do you think?

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            1. Incidentally I’m sorry if I talked too much in that other comment reply to you or said something off. Or if my story offended you. Idk if I did but if so I had no awareness of it at the time and I am deeply sorry. Please forgive me. Thank you. Have a great rest of your weekend.


              1. Why are you saying sorry to me? You never said anything which offended me. Infact, you have always been so good to me. I think this is some misunderstanding because I really am not getting why are you apologizing.


  1. powerful post and guess the couple felt redeemed coz they called 911 … we need to get more involved to help those in need. I have been a support person at mental health groups and the stories they share are heart breaking. In the middle of a break down they do super crazy and often dangerous things and people tend to avoid them instead of giving help …


    1. Thank you so much for reading this and for your comment. I really appreciate it. I totally understand what you’re saying. I read a news article with my students last semester. It was about an incident in the waiting room of a psychiatric ward of a hospital. A woman laid down on the ground and all the security guards and other waiting patients just ignored her, maybe thinking she was just acting strange. And she died there on the floor. She could have been treated possibly by a doctor and this prevented.

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