it seems impossible to
honor this sweet angel boy's life
adequately
enough...
yet we try the best we can
this morning jude and I were snuggling
in the top bunk of his bunkbeds
when he came up with the idea
on his own to make
baby bennett something...
let's go gather flowers, mama
how will he get them?
when he sees them he will feel our love
and that's all he will need to take along, sweetie
we had conversations earlier this week
about why bennett chose to be an angel
instead of growing up to be a big boy
my reply...he had a different plan
a couple of days later....
mama, do i have a different plan than bennett did?
oh, yes...you've come to grow up to be a big boy
and teach me a lot of things
this afternoon
i sought out nature
as a balm for my soul
the trees weeped for me
after all these years...
it was nice to have some help
despite better judgement
I chose a long hike through a hollow
with 7 creek crossings
which really was kind of a crazy idea
given the soaking spring we've had
it wasn't until it was pouring down rain
and I was on the six crossing
that I reflected on my post
at threading light this week
ha!
these friends scattered the trail
i had to be mindful not to step on them
they were so plentiful
some only 1.5" long
every step or so reminding
me there is no such thing as loss
being a powerful symbol of rebirth
encouraging me to adapt
in these challenging times
that have seemed so relentless
of late
a question has been mulling
around the last few days
can one "find" happiness
is it something to discover
what i keep hearing from
my angels
and even the forest fairies
is that happiness
is a choice
a committment
and i made that choice today
i smiled
but i couldn't keep my eyes open
at the same time
:::
happy birthday littlest angel,
my sweet beloved bennett









