Saturday, December 2, 2006

About A Boy

Today's December 2nd, which is when I usually post something in remembrance of my wonderful nephew, who left the temporal on this day in 2002, when he was almost three. I feel like I've been spending a lot of time lately writing and thinking about death, though, so I'm going to keep it short (and leave the dwelling to the professionals).

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
--Kahlil Gibran

Maybe the little guy is having a grand time with his Geffie this year, off on a train or a sled or some such thing. Have fun, little man!

Regarding the picture... I was late for a meeting on Thursday night because I saw that we were going to have a cool sunset, so I swung by the National Cemetery along my way to see if I could find a good view. I was rewarded with what looks like a shooting star in the upper right quadrant of the frame (a plane? satellite?). I didn't get to stay long enough for the full light show, but it was still worth the stop.


newscoma said...

Absolutely beautiful picture.

I've been thinking about mortality a lot lately. I was so sorry to hear about your beautiful mother. Her picture was so wonderful.

My mother is still so much a part of me and she died at 54 years old eight years ago. Not a day goes by that she's still not thought of fondly and I still get choked up.

Sending you some good thoughts from the west side of the state,


Keera said...

Beautiful picture, Alice. A bit of symbolism seeing something that looks like a shooting star; think H. C. Anderson's "The Little Matchstick Girl".