My Rock

It’s been at the “center” my entire life.

It’s the sole reason my parents purchased the piece of property it sits on.

It’s come to symbolize faith, family and fortitude.

It’s a rock, and quite a large one.

It sits in the backyard of my childhood home which I now own with my sister after our parents unexpectedly passed.

It’s the place that I run to when I am in need of comfort, perspective and strength. It’s the place that rebuilds me and re-fills my soul in times of uncertainty.

It’s a place of unmatched beauty, peace and serenity. It’s the place I long for and call home.

It’s the place I feel closest to my deceased parents and where I always find God… it’s my own piece of heaven here on earth.

What’s your “rock”?