I was clicking through pictures of Judson on my computer yesterday, watching the progression of his life and absorbing his infectious spirit captured in the still frames that we snapped during his time on earth. But as his little face covered my screen and I looked deep into his big brown eyes, the chasm between us felt enormous.
The memories are becoming more and more distant. My love for him remains powerfully ignited in my heart but the essence of who he is feels as if it is growing unfamiliar and foreign with the separation of time and space.
I would give anything to jump the chasm between us.
I know exactly what you mean Christina…the march of time is extremely cruel where memories are concerned. I watched some videos of Judson again the other night. He is beautiful beyond words and I cried many tears for your loss and your poor heart.
I hope to see you at the symposium again next year, and this time we’ll have a proper catch-up.
xo C
Hi Christina,
Just reading your updates and couldn’t believe the photo you used for Jump the Chasm! We were at that rock a couple years ago reading about the man who made the leap.
It’s in wisconsin, near my hometown. Just wanted to share that nugget since I did a doubletake when I saw the picture.
Hope you are well.
Love
jenny