Perceived Realities

She tells of her marriage with the famous deity, Jesus Christ, and speaks fondly of the child they have, Crystal, whom was five. As her name implies, the child is nowhere to be seen, crystal clear and invisible to the naked eye. Yet, her mother smiles fondly and reaches out to give her a big hug. Although, to me, she was hugging nothing but thin air. The young mother clings to her child for a longer moment, as if she were her entire universe, hope and joy. I cannot help but wonder if her sweet smile reflects the escape she so desparately needs. Perhaps, her present reality may be the normal that I have yet to behold; the side of normal that I am not apart of.