True Friends...............................

Happy Friday Everyone! I felt the need to post, this morning, as I was awakened by the sound of shovels and snowblowers in my neighborhood! This winter has been a long one and it is just not letting go. I will venture a guess and say we have about 4" of the white stuff accumulated. I just was not going to take a picture of it to share on my Blog; I am done with frost and snow for awhile :)

I spent a little quality time with my son, yesterday; we shared some lunch and thoughts. We got talking about things and the subject of his friends came up. He felt the need to talk about his friend, Shane, who he lost last summer to a tragic accident. I had posted a tribute to Shane in a much earlier post a few months ago.

We all miss Shane; his smile and his personality! He was one of those special people that could make you feel like a million bucks in no time at all. Shane is the one who sparked my fascination and love of crows. Part of Shane's heritage was American Indian and his burial ceremony reflected some of his traditions. One of which involved a crow and this is why I love them, now, as when I see one, I think of Shane and it keeps my memory, of him, alive. I love to think of him, now, without hurting so much and concentrate on the vivid memories I have of him and having the privilege of spending time with him which I did fairly often. I often use crows in my art as it really enables me to still feel connected to Shane in some way. This comforts me and I suggested to my son, perhaps, he find some symbol that he can draw that brings Shane to his mind and use it in his notes to his kids (he teaches school) or emails, etc.

My son was expressing how he, sometimes, feels badly because some of the memories of Shane seem so distant, particulary when they were much younger. I assured him that this is natural and I also suggested he focus more on their friendship that was and still is everlasting.

Shane's birthday was celebrated about a month ago with a bonfire at his house; friends and family all gathered; it was really beautiful and a marvelous tribute.

This discussion, with my son, led me to work on this digital piece this morning. It helped me think of Shane, more, and also in trying to comfort my son. True friends do outlast faded memories!

Have a safe and happy weekend, ahead, everyone and thank you all again for your support and lovely comments that you leave, for me, each and every day.

Love to all....................................Marilyn xxoo