When I was very young, maybe only 3 or 4, my mother observed me having an extended conversation with my great grandfather one very early morning…the thing is he had been dead for over a year…and as the story goes when she finally interrupted me the corner of my bed where I had been holding court with my dead grandfather rose a few inches, as if her intrusion had compelled him away and off the bed. Interestingly, over two decades later I chased my great grandmother Laura across the Tyee Plaza and Shoppers Row (Campbell River)…only to remember while in pursuit that she had passed away only a few months before…and chillingly enough, that realization was magnified by the fact that in that very instance she stopped and looked directly at me, and then casually walked away and disappeared around the next corner before I could get to her. Laura of course was my great grandfathers wife…I am told my great grandfather had a tremendous affection and affinity for me, and my great grandmothers love and adulation I experienced first hand. Both I am sure continue to watch over me…since last night I dreamed of my great grandfather and that conversation on the corner of my bed…and this evening during my walk, I am pretty sure I caught glimpse of Laura hustling along the sidewalk and pulling her cart like I so dearly remember…these are the things that give me faith and calm my soul.
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Lawrence Lewis
“An idea, like a ghost, must be spoken to a little before it will explain itself.” – Charles Dickens
About Lawrence Lewis
I do a number of things professionally...but most of all and the true purpose of what I do through "my work" is to provide for my family, be a good husband and great father, and try to make a difference as a world citizen...I guess it's not much more complicated than that 🙂