Embroidered in my Skin

I imagine that singing brings you here, lures you to where I am...this feeling that I am having, this energy that I am channeling.
I imagine that you can hear me....and your eyes are stinging with tears because you get it.
I assume that you find it amusing how much you are touching me now that you are gone. And that if you were here you would just keep repeating 'I just can't wait until you're done with Chiropractic school.'

I look down at my arm and I feel you here...I love that you are permanently embroidered in my skin.

I don't know anything about what happens when we leave 'here'....I don't even pretend to understand where exactly 'here' and 'there' are...
I DO know how I feel when I think of you....the reality of that is enough to produce the feeling of your energy 'here'....and more than enough to justify your reality

It's interesting how I keep thinking maybe 'you' will be there when I get home, in your physical form. I am playing a game with myself...that I might 'wake up' from this dream.
What I come to eventually is this: You are there...you are here....the physical was a state of 'you' but did not define 'you'...you still exist without your physical form...I know

I talked to Katie today - I can't believe she's seven! She's so wonderful, I am so excited to be a part of her life!
....she said to me, "You know my Dad died, right?" in the tone of something like, 'you know i like pancakes, right?'....and i reminded her that i was at your funeral...she couldn't quite recall my presence at first...I know you're trying to help her along with this...and I am here 'in the physical realm' to assist you in that. Anthony too....we'll do it together.

I miss you - everyday - not a day goes by - wow, do I miss you...