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| Photo by Pam Williams |
With a feeling
akin to homesickness, I reach over and pick up the button, holding it reverently
in my hand. Almost translucent, the blue-green and eggshell pigment swirls
across the surface. I notice a few grains of ecru. As I stare at the
wave-like pattern, I am gradually transported back to my favorite vacation spot
at the beach.
The turquoise water swells and spills its way to the sand in crystal clear waves
edged with lacy white foam. Such tremendous power roars into shore and yet, bathes
me in peace.
The soft, white
sand massages my feet and the warm fingers of sunlight knead any tenseness from
my shoulders. A gentle breeze cools my face and plays with the fine tendrils of
my hair, tickling my neck. Tranquility floods my soul.
White puffy clouds
in the distance hold no threat. Even rain showers are pleasant—warm droplets caress the skin one moment and are gone the next, lasting only long enough to water the
myriad of beautiful flowers growing everywhere.
I lick my lips.
Their salty, ocean-sprayed flavor simply adds to my thirst to take in as much
as possible of the ambiance of this beautiful place. I inhale serenity with
each breath of sea-scented air.
Gradually the
memory fades. I clasp the button to my heart. Tilting my face upward, I whisper
my heartfelt thanks to God for treasured moments re-lived by the glimpse of a mere
button, memories especially sweet since chemotherapy is keeping me out of the sun this summer.
Do you have a
button or some other object that unclasps a precious memory for you?
Blessings!
Pam
PS.:Four treatments down and two to go! I can see the finish line! Thank you for your prayers, and thank You, Jesus, for Your mercy!
©2015 Pamela D. Williams
