Bunny died 23 years ago today. It is hard to believe on so many levels but I have little doubt she would be proud of who we have become as individuals and as a family. We are far from perfect but we love as best we can.
The last couple of weeks have been rough - a flood at school has disrupted my work life a bit and I have been contemplating bigger, more existential questions about compassion and leadership. A little lost, I pulled out a bottle of Aruba Lotion (thanks to the Internet we too, always have some) and for a few minutes I was with Bunny on the beach.
And everything was a little bit lighter.

I am always amazed how our senses can take us back. A sound of a screen door, a taste of fresh cow's milk, the touch of sun dried cotton sheets all send me whirling back to my grandmother and her farm. And, like you, for that brief moment we were not of this world and were time traveling surrounded by love. Thanks for sharing your memory. Now I am all sentimental!
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