The Heavy Load

He was dragging a heavy load exposed for all to see. Its jagged edges had left scars across his body.

Mike struggled to polish dull surfaces until they gleamed. Friends, even strangers offered desperately needed parts. Often when he felt like he was speeding down the road, life threw a monkey wrench leaving him stranded, and broken. But his foster parents never tired of helping him smooth the rough edges taking pride in the new shine.

On the day he waited, in cap and gown, for his name to be called, Dr. Michael Harris’ smile was brighter than the sun. The past while not forgotten was no longer a burden.