every wednesday around 5:30 or 5:40 in the late afternoon you can find me walking from 300 medical plaza across the street to the NPI to run my social skills groups. for years, this has been the routine. and this is the time i always called kyle or miranda. i had only a minute or two, but so frequently i found kyle. after his school day was over. before his work would begin. we'd only speak for seconds. a brief check in.
now, every wednesday. i have the same impulse. to press "contacts" and then "kyle" and soon we'll be visiting for a minute or two. like we did during when he was in high school, then more frequently during college. the wednesday walk across the street was my most dependable contact with kyle. for over four years. there weren't any other weekly rituals we shared so regularly.
it's starting to get light out now. there have been one or two wednesdays when i've walked across the street and it's no longer been dark. even more, it reminds me of kyle. last spring, early summer, the last time i remember this quality of light, kyle and i were having our short calls to catch up.
the walks across the street are longer and so much more silent.
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I so wish you could select contacts, press another button, and hear the voice of your precious baby boy....I so hope that the walk across the street will become something new and different....perhaps remembering those conversations with Kyle on that long walk...listening inside yourself and remembering his voice, his words, his breathing....then, if you can quickly write down as many of those conversations as you might remember when you arrive at your office....you'll have a wonderful journal of tangible memories to keep for all the rest of your days....
So much love and so many hugs to you.... : )
that's a wonderful idea. thank you, sweetheart. love to you and the kids.
I am so sorry, Cyn. Love you.
great idea, Rob. k
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