Every time I walk up the stairs in my house it;s like a mini pilgrimage . .I start up the stairs,

take the first turn.. then

Turn around and say hi to my kids. I touch them all.. Sam last .

then I turn again and walk up to the hall.. .. on the way I touch the sacred notch in the railing. I’ve been touching that  same place for the last 22 years.

I then stop at the picture of my mom and dad.. I touch dad’s face.. I did it even while he was ill. but now that he’s gone, I always stay a bit longer and say hi

Right above is a piucture of Gabe and Marcia. I’ve been touching Gabe’s picture and saying hi since he passed away in January..

Then I turn to go into our room.  There are collages I made of all three kids pictures. I look at them all.. every day.. I always touch the pictures of Sam and kiss my hand as I go by. Sometimes I even kiss the picture.

I always feel better when I get to my room that way

nite all. nite sam

-me