A Fifth Season is a place of pause to grieve the death of my first and only child. A season characterized by reflection on the big stuff and the little stuff that this mom encounters as I parent the memory of my child, and my child, in loving return, parents my heart.
Ha! I saw the photograph before I read your post and I thought of that strange dream of being chased by a lion. Long may he stay nice and stationary on that podium!
ReplyDeleteHe does look rather alert for a lion statue. I hope he stays put among the roses.
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