Sunday, June 5, 2011
Brick by Brick
Moving would help greatly, that way everywhere I look I don't see the boy's face gazing up at me: in the sun spots, on the couch, in his bed, in the kitchen, while I use the restroom, when I get out of the shower, in the back yard, in the front, while I sit here typing. He was always near me, waiting for my next move. Now I'm the one waiting. For the days to pass so I can rebuild my life.
Every day I lay the foundation for a healthy, joyful life of service and love. I have to. I can't help thinking of that cheesy new age mantra, "Every day, in every way, I'm getting better and better."
Thanks to the love and prayers from mom, friends, and family, I am.