What Gives Me Comfort?
There are a lot of things, places and more importantly persons that gives me comfort but the list would be too long. I decided to trim in down to three.
The first of which is the love and support of my family. When I’m with my wife and son, I feel that I’m truly home. There was a time when they had to go to another state for my wife’s class reunion and I never felt more miserable. My heart-felt like it was breaking from my yearnings for them. I tried to pick up extra overtime shifts to keep me busy but at the end of the day, I went home in an empty nest. The silence was deafening and the loneliness excruciating. Call me needy but it’s my wife and son that completes me.
The second thing that gives me comfort is knowing my son is comfortable, safe and more importantly, happy. We were at Galveston Island last weekend. My son loves the beach as well as anything that involves the water. He got excited when he heard that we were staying for two nights.
Just before joining him in the pool, I tested the water. I told him, “the water is really cold. Can I stay in the jacuzzi instead? I can still watch you from here.” He replied, “okay dad.” Then he added excitedly, “watch this.” He then stepped back about three feet away, ran towards the water, made a high jump with a little twist and landed with a perfect splash. He looked so thrilled. It’s a beautiful feeling when you see your child looked so happy. After 10 minutes or so, I decided to join him but no stunts for me.
That night we had dinner at Rainforest Cafe. He spotted the Build-A-Bear store. He pulled my shirt and asked, “can I have one stuffed toy please?” He stared at me with his hard to resist pleading look. I told him to ask his mom. He came back smiling and said, “mom said yes!”
For the past few years, my son would choose his comfort stuffed toy that he would take to bed before he goes to sleep. He had George the giraffe when he was three, Sam the Rhino when he was four, Charmander the Pokemon salamander when he was five and now that he’s turning six, he chose a penguin whom he named Daniel. And so that night, Daniel was born. My son chose a red heart that the stuffed toy builder placed inside Daniel’s chest before the final stitches were made.
Before my son went to sleep, I tuck him to bed with Daniel and Charmander. He gave me and his mom a big kiss before dozing off. He slept so soundly the entire night.
My final comfort zone is being close to the sea. I feel that all the elements comes into perfect harmony when I’m at the beach. It provides me sanctuary. It gently takes away my aches and stress in life just like the tide takes back the water into the vast ocean. It heals my heart breaks.
Before we went home that weekend, I notice a poster inside the elevator that sums up why the sea brings me comfort. It says, ” this is the place where you relax, refresh and rejuvenate.” Can’t be more true.
What brings you comfort? What soothes your heart and its longings?
Thank you for being a part of my weekly photo challenge. This too gives me comfort. Have a blessed day to all.
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