February 26, 1969

The day my world turned dark.

“Blind” they said.

Never to see light again.

 

My mother holding me

Barely me

Her heart shattered.

A prayer for me…

A prayer for…

You

 

Far away

on an air force base

A place where wings can get you there fast.

A boy was born…

You…

for me.

 

What suffering did you bring on yourself?

Dropping heavenly matters like that

Racing to begin the work of growing up

for me.

 

No one knowing

My mother called you from Heaven,

Hurry up!

Come quick!

 

My world turned light again.

“A miracle” they said

over and over…

During the years of my growing up

for you.

 

A reminder:

Something special happened here.

A mystery?

A gift?

A miracle

 

Why me?

With miracle and blessing comes responsibility….

another gift:

A constant searching for light and purpose.

 

Maybe my mothers broken heart found God’s ears that day.

Her love for me so awesome.

Yet, I wonder

 

Could it be your ears she found that day?

Maybe it was your act of love that moved God.

A love that would leave Heaven, in a flash. to reach Beshert.

Dropping everything, regardless the cost.

 

Maybe God gave me back my sight.

Allowed me the ability to find light in the world.

So that one day I could return that gift of love to you…..

 

Seeing you

All of you

The light that burns in and around you

blinding bright

 

“The Gaze”

slow burn

never stop

made to last

 

Happy Valentine’s Day Richard

my love

my best friend

Beshert