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chaar…..

Posted in Where Angels Perch on September 2, 2015 by rodzink

Faranah and Aashir

Aashir Rais,

I can recall the exact place…. a hillside along Buster Creek… a stand of maples, yellow…and orange… in the October sun… shaded our campsite.  Leaning on our packs… sipping my last cup of coffee, I watched your older siblings carefully carve their names into the thin bark.  Baker….. Annabelle….

We have returned there on occasion… just to put our hands into the letters of years ago…. into the place where much smaller hands had been…and will forever remain…  I can see their young faces… can smell the smoke from an evening campfire…. can remember the sparkling young eyes.

Last week… you slipped your hand in mine and we walked into a store…. and purchased your first backpack….sleeping bag… and an all-weather hat.  I have waited… dreamed.. of the day when you and I slide packs over our shoulders… say a quick prayer…. and disappear into the mountains.  I cannot wait to name the trees and plants as we pass…. red oak….sassafras… rhododendron…. trillium.   To stare into the heavens at night and talk about life… and God… and a thousand splendid mornings.

You are four years old.  Overnight…. you began talking.. in an instant…  you were running…without warning… sitting between my knees in the kayak.  Last week, I clipped you into a harness and I was struck with the fact that you were about to climb…alone…. As you reached for the next handhold and I watched your little muscles strain to pull yourself… I found myself making a series of secret promises….. Aashir Rais.. when you climb… I will be somewhere below….watching…. cheering you on…. I will be that unseen hand on your back…. guiding…supporting… just out of sight… but ever so close…  When you feel alone… remember… when you are hurt…. listen…. I am here.  I will come running, when needed…. I will run ahead of you, when necessary… I will let you climb alone, when the time comes….

The day is approaching….  we will find the stand of maples… yellow and orange.. in a brilliant October morning…. I will watch as you carve your name…. and I will hold on to a thousand moments just like this…

Happy 4th Birthday, Aashir Rais…. Mogli…  Your future is incredibly bright…. you are loved….beyond measure…. I’m so proud of you…. so very proud.

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