Photos of a son....
Always cherished, but as my son grew, I kept most photos in special albums. In my office on the wall remain maybe a dozen of my favorites! And there they will stay.
Now, these photos are my memories, my images of the son who came for coffee nearly every morning on his way to work of late weeks.
This son, who tickled me so when he stopped by in the evenings several nights a week, , on his way home from work!
Photos of a super young man, who came to sit and chat with me, his Mom, and share his news & his thoughts. The son who shared those knowing looks with his "Dad" about Mom & her ways. Looks of understanding, humor, & a little love mixed in.
Now these photos, are what I talk to, photos that I have put out in view...
They are the essence of the shining star that is now my son - no longer here with us - no longer here with me.
I must let his warm spirit embrace me when I smile at his photos.
Mike was camera shy as an adult ! |