May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face, and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
-Irish Blessing

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

To Infinity and Beyond

Infinity is defined as "endless time, space or quantity".  To me, it's forever.  It also happens to be the number of years between my boys, on it's side.  You see, my boys - Wyatt & Eli - were born eight years apart.  8.
Turn 8 on its side and voila! you have .

Infinity.  What it feels like without my boys.  Infinity.  The space between me and them.  Infinity.  The time we will be together one day.  Infinity.  The number that's not really a number that I've found to give me some comfort while I wait for infinity.

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