The Sun Shines for You.

I was writing, as I often do, when I felt a slight tap on my elbow then a nudge.  I looked to my left and calmly expressed aloud, “Oh, hello, Brian.”  Then the pause and thoughts came secondary.  Had my son just telepathically communicated with me – through this balloon?  It gently tugged at my heart strings.

I texted him, to share the silly event.  Funny, this helium filled toy, losing it’s vitality, traveling from room to room, to see if anyone was home.  He’s all grown and moved out.  I occasionally look in his room, to see if he’s home – I could emphasize with this deflating toy.

After the BIG 25th birthday celebration, last month – my boy quickly removed his stored belongings, including the single balloon, from the car trunk and replaced the empty space with camping gear.  A group of friends were on their way to Joshua Tree, CA.  This square shaped balloon had been hanging out in my son’s room all this time, resting at the ceiling’s edge.  What prompted it to come out of hiding at that very specific moment in time? I had just finished writing this poem to my grown man (forever my boy):

INFINITE BLESSINGS

Blue skies travel to you
Sunshine rests on your back
Rainbows take u-turns, to keep your luck on track
Sunsets welcome the evening
Stars light up your way

And the Universe unfolds with Love
to manifest each day.

Cristie Hetrick-Bennett
C. Bennett Collection
© 5-26-18

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