My last post, way back when, was more from a personal, family angle. My concerns for my son and his health. My ongoing battle to work through my fog. To see clearly that brighter future on offer. My son is much better and he's back at work. The fog begins to lift.
And yet, my friend, you are very much an integral part, a catalyst in my working through all that has impacted me so profoundly over the past year. The emotional and physical upheavals have drained me. I'm slowly getting there and in part, thanks to you.
This "electric family", this community of caring beyond my screen, is one that leaves me with gratitude beyond any suitable words. Thank you.
I sat there in the deafening hush of the living room. My mind's eye vaguely noticed fleeting visions. Of blurry blacks and greys. The mind's eye hankered back to a time not so long ago. Back to a time when the wee folks danced, sang songs of joy, in an enchanted garden that now seemed but a distant dream.....
I concentrated, oh how I concentrated. Fidelina, the beautiful fairy princess, her husband, Geoffrey the garden gnome and their boy child, Einahalk, came more into view. Somewhat clearer, the vision started to take on dashes of colour.
Then the brilliance arrived. The resplendent colours, symbolic of hope, of renewed optimism, washed upon my inner vision. The wee folks spoke. Gentle, whispered words of hope. Words of wisdom from the wee folks.
I visualised my son. A sense of pride consumed me knowing that my son is adapting so well. Yes, he has started his life in his own home. I celebrate his independence and come to terms with my reality. A reality I'm determined to make the most of.
I opened my eyes. Stared across the living room. There she was in all her sweet innocence. Penny the loving dog and three of the garden gnomes. Three garden gnomes from the community of wee folks who travelled from an enchanted garden. They make the most of a new situation. The past meets the present. What an image of inspiration.