Silver threads

23 Nov

There is something powerful in the bond between a parent and a child.

I have a vivid memory of being in a classroom as a seven year old. I remember sitting at my desk and imagining a long silver cord running from my heart, over the desk, out of the class-room, through the playground and up the hill to our house where my mum was at home caring for my little brothers and sister.

That cord was representative of our love. Our bond. Our connection. It was strange imagery for a kid in Year 1, but I can still see it clearly.

Back then, I still had a bit of separation anxiety on being left at school. Despite thriving at pre-school, I cried every day for the first three terms.

Looking back on it as an adult, I guess it was a way for me to console myself that even though my mum wasn’t there with me, we would always be attached. Over the years I have discovered that the silver cord is super stretchy, as it has never been broken yet.

It’s funny the things you remember.


2 Responses to “Silver threads”

  1. Regina Michell November 23, 2010 at 4:44 am #

    Jodie this is so true.. I have never experienced the cord thing but it has always been such a comfort knowing that no matter where I ended up in life or why I needed help my parents were always there as strong as ever. For me I don’t need them as much as I want them around now and knowing that they are there for myself and my children is a feeling which is hard to describe with words alone.. I think we are very lucky to have been born into such wonderful families and hopefully we can keep it flowing onto our children.

    • redonpurpose November 24, 2010 at 1:30 am #

      You’re right, Gina. We are so blessed to have families who love us and are close to our hearts and our children’s hearts. It’s a special kind of tradition to try and pass on. 🙂

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