My son and I spent many days under a very special tree on Huckleberry Lane on Cape Cod. The tree was where we would share our hugs and kisses before I put him on the bus to school when he was young. There is a deep absence and ache I have for my son today. With my palm and my drawing, I’ve been able to see the beautiful roots that are growing into the ground as I strengthen myself in PAA.. I am growing strong and sturdy roots, deep into the ground of healing. I hope to one day share a connection with my son again..
The Boy at The Tree
August 7, 2024
