For Krista

Resting in mom's lap

I hope you feel comforted. My lap is yours. My arms enfold you and I am grateful to be able to be there for you; then, now and always.

My Sister

Krista and Uncle David

I'm reminded tonight that you are, by far, the wild child. The mischievous one who knows how to make people laugh. But also the one who likes to fit in and cares about what other people think. Ever treading where I am unable to go, yet more aware of the judgements our culture lays upon us.

Thinking of Lauryn in the Labyrinth

Lauryn's rock

Nestled by the sea

Shadow play

Wakling shoes

Located as I enter the center

As I near the center of my walk today, I am again reminded of the love of mother and daugter.  A smooth, round, ocean rock lies near a conch shell and it has a small chip, upon which my thumb rests, when I hold it connected across the miles.