Connection

If you are like me, you look for things that you associate with your child. Symbols, objects, anything that closes the gap between here and there just a little.

First, I had a painting made. I had a vision of a fun loving boy riding on a shooting star in the sky above me. He was always going to be there, riding his star at all times, always keeping close. That painting is what I wake up to every morning. I love it, I miss it when I am gone, it brings unexplainable comfort to me. It is how I picture him, having fun.

Everything else is focused on one object. A tree is his symbol, forest his domain. I love every single one of them, the ones growing behind our house, the one around my neck or the one that is permanently inked on my arm. They are all gap fillers, they are what makes there closer to here in my eyes, these are the things that help me on a daily basis, that let me feel some comfort and give me the feeling he is present and with me at all times.

I never was this person that puts much value in symbols and signs, that has changed as much as I have changed. I look for him everywhere, I keep finding him everywhere too. He is with me always. I can almost hear him whisper and call me when I am walking through a forest, when the sun penetrates the branches and lights up my face I can almost feel his touch or when the melody of his song bounces from the walls of our home, I can hear his laughter.

How do you keep the connection?