I am missing all of you. Tonight the light before the storm was so poetic I could not stay away. Do you sometimes wish you could tell your children what is inside of you while they are actually listening? I know that my kids look at me as Mom, the lame one who is always worrying but really hasn't many deep thoughts. Or perhaps not. That is often how I envisioned my own Mother, I hope my children are a bit more intuitive than I was.So, it is getting ready to storm. I always watch the currents of air in the tree tops and imagine that we are at the bottom of a sea full of air. The currents pull the treetops this way and that, in a dance so awe inspiring it makes me think perhaps God placed us here just to be witness to the beauty of his creation. The textures and sounds and feel are so overwhelming that they can dwarf the tiny individual and make us long to share this exuberance with the world.
I hope my children someday realize that I have ideas that are not just "Mom" thoughts. I love them with the most enduring and enveloping love a person can feel. I also love the world around me in an enveloping and custodial way. As if I am parenting it as well. I want to share this feeling with my children, friends, and loved ones and I consider you part of my life. Thanks for the kindness, I know that you are all involved in this mass of human emotion that we share.
Hopefully one day my children will read these words and understand that we are on a continuum of life. I hope they see that I am still their age at heart as well as seeing that I am my mothers age at one point in her life. Do they know they will always be 20 years old regardless of their physical age? I only hope you will all be forever young.
Love and joy to you all, P.
P.S. So sad about Farah and Michael. God bless and keep them both.
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