“If you ask me how many times you have crossed my mind, I’d say once because after that, you never left …”
It’s funny how some people just seem to make an impression on you. For whatever the reason, their memory is held and thoughts of them remain with you.
It might be an unexpected kind gesture, a kind act, and encouraging word, empathy or just their personality and character captures your imagination in some way. I’m not referring to that romantic impression – though that works in much the same way, but is not for this blog – but those few people with whom as a parent carer, or cared for individual, you feel immediately comfortable in their presence, or even in distance communication as with a pen friend (as we used to call them) or ‘friended’ and linked through social media in todays world.
I began thinking about this today and that this must also work the other way too – strangely, something I had not thought of before – but I happened to bump into a nurse we had met in a local hospital with our son. She recognised me first and came up asking “where is that lovely young man of yours” We hadn’t seen this lady for many years as she had long since retired and although we still attend the hospital, she is no longer there. We do often say to each other though ‘I wonder if MarieAnne is in’ and why, because she took time with our son and tried to engage with him and brought a smile to his face when we visited. Our son still talks of her as well, even though it is years since we have seen her.
My day also took me into the local supermarket to get some shopping and though our son was not with me – not so well again – the check-out operator asks me “where is your son today?” and “wish him well from me”. I am touched that he has in some way touched not only these people, but several others as well, who also ask after him, or stop us when we are together and talk to him even though there is not much response. All these people are held somewhere in his mind and heart, and certain triggers will prompt him to talk of them even though they are not there.
The same is true of on-line friends who, through our joint attempts at photography have allowed a number of people to follow and understand our story and although we don’t know you in person, we have come to regard you as friends in the same way. Our son regularly asks if one person or another has written or commented and he too looks to see into your worlds as we talk about your own pictures together.
This post is really to say, “Thank you”. To all those who have never left our minds, thank you for being there. Regardless of our being chatty or quiet, being with you in person or on-line, thank you also for holding our son and ourselves in your minds and offering us such welcome support.
We couldn’t do it without you 🙂