Clever, this mode of communication. I can speak without words and you listen, from farther than sound waves carry. Across vast distance we converse, sometimes shouting, sometimes secretly whispering, or jesting delightedly, our smiles never faltering. I am laden with unmanageable sadness when we misunderstand.
Today I find myself weary, though never too weary to blow you a kiss.
Or push the door closed with the sign for ‘I love you.’
Originally written August 5th 2013 for my son, Alex, who is Deaf.
10 thoughts on “That Which is Everlasting”
Thank you, Joey. 🙂
what a wonderful little piece. Very taken with this.
Thanks very much, Ian. 🙂
You’re more polite than I am. I usually just slam the door shut 😉 Cute.
It’s a Canadian thing, eh?
Thank you, Paul 🙂
Nice Linda. Thanks for giving us the background on this.
Thanks, John. It’s been a while since I posted it on CSB – I wasn’t sure anyone would remember it.
Just so touching…thank you for sharing…Lovely.
Thank you so much 🙂