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Unbeknownst to me, a special bond, a permanent welding of spirits happened without any thought, knowledge or clue from me.
Having been released from rehab, still recovering from Guillian Beret’s paralysis and destruction of my peripheral nerves, my one month old grandson sat in my lap every morning.
It was all I could do physically for a while. It gave Brighton a secure, elevated place to get acquainted with his two loud siblings.
In the midst of this delicate dance, I became male caregiver.
Our communication can be expressed in a glance, a look, a feeling, a grin or joyous laughter.
It is called attachment in its purest form.
Buddhists describe a parents love for a child as close to real happiness as a lay person experiences.
This bond endures and dominates all other desires I covet.
He is special in a way I can not describe with words.
Thoughts or words had nothing to do with its inception or present existence.
I can feel his presence without visual input, sense his security and safety without thought, instantly.
In a crisis late one evening in the emergency room, Doctors lectured us how we misread him being in danger.
They informed us he was fine, maybe five per cent dehydrated.
We over reacted.
I voiced my concern that they were completely off, he was severely dehydrated and his life force was compromised.
They kind of laughed at this grandpa, till labs came back.
Within the hour, we were in ICU.
I can feel his life force.
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Posted by jennifertemp on January 27, 2015 at 12:08 am
Beautifully touching.
Posted by Relinquished Reversal on January 27, 2015 at 5:54 am
I hope he had a speedy recovery 🙂 He is adorable!
Posted by sufilight on January 27, 2015 at 7:03 am
This touched my heart, to read of the bond between a grandfather and child. He looks adorable with the sunflower. Hope he is well again.
I can relate to the life force communicating with us. It is real, we just need to tune into it and trust. My older sister and I have a deep bond as she has had a difficult life but has a positive mindset. She had a cancer scare two months ago. While we waited for the lab tests to come back, there were moments of anxiety as it was taking forever to get the results (two weeks). One morning, I woke up feeling totally at peace. I then realized, I had forgotten to worry about her, and I sighed with relief – and exclaimed out loud “She is alright! She does not have cancer.” I knew this with certainty, I knew it was not false hope. I then received an email from her on the same morning informing me her doctor had called her and gave her the good news she did not have cancer.
Posted by Marty on January 27, 2015 at 11:31 am
The most important parts of life are below the surface, below thought, beyond worry and doubt.
Thank you for the kind words. This touched me after I wrote it.
In the morning, posts arrive complete sometimes. My prose is beyond my talent, beyond my skill. I reread some posts and am astonished at their composition and word choice.
Thought was not used to compose that post.
Posted by OzzyGirl on March 19, 2015 at 1:55 pm
Good for you Grandpa. Sending peace.
Posted by Julie Krupp on April 12, 2020 at 4:25 pm
When you know you know. I’m so glad you made them follow through. I hope he is fully recovered. Blessing to you both!
Posted by Marty on April 12, 2020 at 4:29 pm
Oh yes, meditating forms greater connections, first with our inner world which allows us small windows of contentment, happiness.
Others can still fool us but our giving and gratitude bless us with joy more permanent than possessions, approval or status