I See a Bend in the Road

a frozen moment

The rhythm of my feet echoed through my body as I walked. I felt a slight pull on my peach-coloured cardigan.  The pull wasn't a here-I-am but a I-am-with-you pressure.   I didn't speak.  No words were necessary. Beside me, like a shadow, was the boy who calls me Princess. My youngest child. My only son.  We walked like this for some time. A rare, quiet moment in time. In my mind, I imprint the feel of the small presence beside me. I treasure … [Read more...]