i was sad tonight. missing Daddy. wishing he were here. not so i could say anything not so we could do anything. just to have him close.
this afternoon i was walking up the porch to the front door. i felt something hit the back of my leg. i turned around. a penny was sitting on the wooden slat just behind me.
i think mom was correct when she said i miss our bond. the connection between our souls. i think that’s why a tattoo feels better. a locket would only carry a photo of a stranger.
i brushed my hands along the sides of my dress feeling for a pocket it could’ve fallen out of. there wasn’t one. i dropped the penny in mom’s purse. i didn’t think much of it at the time. just a weird occurrence. mom was the one who did the research. her curiosity drives her.
i’m glad she’ll have a piece of Him to carry around, too.
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