| c/r/n: I know at least Regan is tired of hearing about it, but among the many beautiful, spiritual moments we experienced today, I wanted to put at least one in writing. When we arrived at Seadrift this morning, I was successful in snagging Jonah and carried him up to the beach. The three of you were on the boat, and the bagpiper was playing. As the boat drifted by, a seal was playing in the waves, and just then a large flock of birds dove right above the boat. I stood with Jonah a few feet from the piper. Jonah
put his cheek next to mine, and leaned the full weight of his face against
me. He rested in this position for a long time, at least 7 or 8 minutes,
without moving a muscle. He was just taking it all
in. I suddenly had the feeling that some essence of Chuck's spirit was in
the air, and that Jonah was enveloped by it. It was clear that he was
feeling the emotional intensity of the moment, and it was as though I was
able to receive it also, maybe because of the purity of
Jonah's perception. love n |
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