Contact

Pondering the nature of contact. Contact in the here and now. To hold my son once again. To hear his voice, see his face, smell his unique scent. These are some of the things I miss, and memories of him can not make up for this lack of contact. The type of contact that involved him being in my presence. I long for all the aspects of spending time with him. Nothing makes up for the hole that he left in my life. I can not ever stop being Scotty's Mommy, as that is who I became the day he came into my life, and that is who I remain. The connection we had was so powerful and amazing. To say I miss him just does not even begin to express it. My mind and my heart cry out for contact with him. The kind of contact we shared when he was here on this earth and I could see, hear, and touch him. The longing continues.