Connections. Sometimes it seems that the connections between people today are such thin and fragile things...and then something happens and you see that the connection are not as tenuous as you thought--that they can, in fact, but strong indeed.

Sunday a woman from my stitching board's 4.5 year old son got out of the house while his parents were sleeping--every parent's nightmare, one I have had so many times given my daughter's sleep walking tendency. I have been nauseous for this family since I first read of it Monday morning. I cannot even begin to imagine the whole torrent of emotions that must be exhausting this family. You can read Stacey's plea for prayers here:

http://perlemoon.blogspot.com/

Anyone who has read my blog at all knows that my relationship with religion is strained, however I have no doubt whatsoever in the power of prayer and concerted well-wishing and postive thoughts/vibes/energy. There is great strength to be found in a large number of people all focused on the same goal. All across the globe, literally, people are focusing their prayers, thoughts, and energy on this one little boy. I wish him a good sleep, wherever he may be, I wish him no fear, I wish a cloud of peace and protection surrounding him, I wish him the sense of grand adventure that brought him to where he is to continue so that when his family finds him, he thinks its just the end of his hero's journey home, I wish him safe, I wish him home soon, I wish his parents and family and friends strength and small spaces to breathe, I wish his parents and family and friends small moments of rest to keep their strength, I wish for them hope, I wish for them joy in the finding of him quickly.