Last bank holiday of a hot summer, long summer, Without my ‘Dear son Matthew’ Summer.
It’s been strange going places we used to go suddenly no wheel chair to push. No hills to climb with Matthew having upper body workout. Not keen on cafes without you son. Time there is sweet but sad. Although moments are longer.
There is the Bird life visiting my focal reminding me of your time with God. Comfortable and at peace in his creation. Few notes to log all findings.
The kindness offered each day his my commitment as an individual, commitment to larger community. Which if accepted impacts plus effects large even cosmic Society. As ordinary people we can simple aspire to do little things, even if others think they are caring making moments. There all kinds of social situations where a kind effort will either fall flat or be accepted. It will either be a social no show in the communities mishap, or be inspired gathering, has hinted at yesterday Society may not value your gatherings action. It may be excruciating event. Or it may be where few outsiders are valued, where old folk gets warm meal, maybe the outcast sits around the table feeling invited. The rewards are witnessed in a cosmos called paradise.
Perhaps…or perhaps not…still worthwhile.
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