Silence to touch souls

I have just spent a lovely day with mummy and daddy.  And what a gorgeous day it was.  To feel the warmth of the sun passing right through to my bones was without a doubt a double bonus.  Yey for the sun, at last.  Most of the day was spent just sitting out under the awning, chatting away about life, the universe et al.  I do have to say that I am enjoying my new daddy.  There's a sweetness and a simple joy to his life now that is rather special.  I remember someone telling me about their father who had Alzheimer's and how when he died they weren't sure which daddy to mourn, the one they'd known most of their life or the new one who they had also grown to love.  I understand that now. 

He took mummy and I on a walk.  They often go on this walk and mummy tells me that she allows him to lead the way, as always.  I think that she enjoys the fact that in this one area he still takes the lead and knows where they are going.  I must admit at one point I wasn't too sure and did wonder whether I'd be able to use my phone to help us find our way home through fields, but it wasn't needed.  He knew exactly where we were going.  For those moments you could forget that for the majority of his life he now needed to be led by mummy.  As we meandered along, I picked wild flowers from the side of the farmer's fields.  Simple pleasures.

They provided a glorious centrepiece when we sat outside for dinner later.

Mother Teresa once said " We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness.  God is the friend of silence.  See how nature - trees, flowers, grass - grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence......We need silence to be able to touch souls."  Today was one of those days.

When the time comes for me to leave, I know I hold my hugs longer and tighter and I know they do the same to me.