“I used to stare at the stars until I fell asleep, thinking she might be up there, watching. Then Pa explained that the skies are full of suns, planets, and flying rocks. That it was beautiful but no place for an angel. He said her soul was somewhere we couldn’t see with our eyes, or feel with our hands, but that she was close, close enough to hear my prayers and give me goodnight kisses.”
The Nirvana Threads, coming this summer!
I’ve been spending my days on the accompanying graphic novel and it’s so loooong. I’m in a constant roller coaster between being excited and discouraged. “Keep on swimming!” As would say Dory… 🐠