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Always With Me

Escaping the weight of the world and the constant noise in my mind, I find a seat outside and soak in the golden brilliance of the afternoon sun.


Nature has invited me into its tranquil existence, and I gladly oblige.


With each passing second, the hustle and bustle surrounding me fades into the background, and serene tranquility settles in.


The whispers of the rustling leaves and the sweet melodies of the nearby songbirds are the only remaining sounds around.


In this moment of solitude, the faint and recognizable sound of your voice approaches, drifting closer like a feather on a gentle breeze.


It gradually descends toward me, falling gracefully from the blue sky, until it lands in the chair beside me.


Suddenly, I am enveloped in warmth and comfort like a familiar embrace. A sensation I have felt before. A feeling I recognize deeply in my bones.


In this moment, I know you are here with me.


Though I cannot see you, your presence is ever present, tangible.


I feel you in my heart and my soul.


I am safe.


I am at peace.


I am still.


The line between the past and present suddenly blur and I am with you again in the here and now. Mother and daughter. Just like we were. Just like we will always be.


This symbol of you is a welcome gift. A reassuring message telling me your spirit, your soul, and your love transcends behind this physical life.


As the wind picks up, the feather gently lifts from the chair and is carried away from me and up toward the radiant sky – signaling that it is time to move on.


It rises higher and higher until it blends into the horizon, eventually disappearing - gone and out of sight.


Gone but never forgotten.  Out of sight but never out of mind.


Just like you.


I only needed to embrace the quiet, to look beyond the emptiness of missing you, to see it.


To see you. And to remember that you never truly left me. 


You’ve been here all along.

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