My dear Son Darian,
I hope this letter of love and caring finds you well. I know this is the next post on a blog, a way, to communicate my enduring and unending love and support for you. As you are getting ready to finish your junior year in high school, I hope it has been a wonderful, stimulating and invigorating time for you.
In the past week, I have felt your presence and thoughts. Some people may think and even believe that you can’t be with those we love unless they are standing in our orb. I think quiet opposite of that.
I asked in prayer on Mother’s Day to have some sort of communication with you, as any and ALL Mothers would. Within a few minutes I sensed a change within me, and observed your presence and without a moment’s delay, thoughts that were not mine began to fill my heart and then my mind.
I thank you for your communication in any form it comes to me and as I continue to rely on my faith in the unseen, I can focus my attention on you and believe you receive my love, and care in everything you are doing.
For me some of the most important and comforting memories were those times when your Grandpa would say to me, “Just come home and stay for awhile, you have your room here.” That gave me a sense of belonging that was so important and vital. It gave me the energy to continue on my path as a world class makeup artist and it gave me the mental support that I needed even though I never took Grandpa up on his offer until his last few months of his life. My spirit always remembered that I had a place to rest and renew and remake my life in any way I needed. And with that knowledge, I went on to achieve many of my dreams and goals as a young makeup artist in the film business.
As I prepare a home for me, it comes with a room for you ……. ALWAYS!
Sometimes even if it is only in our minds, it makes all the difference to know there is ALWAYS A ROOM, to come home to if you need rest, recreation, restoration and renewal.
Be well my darling and precious son and know I am proud of you and all of your efforts in this past school year.
With love and pride for you always,