Connections

                                     PHOTO PROMPT – © Jennifer Pendergast

Brandon ran his hand over the notched edges running the length of the canoe. Smooth to the touch; his dad’s words came back to him, “Connection is everything.”

He swallowed the lump in his throat at the memories spent in the old barn. The way his dad’s steady hands labored in love, cutting with precision, and sanding to perfection.

They spent hours dreaming of their maiden voyage. But, God had a different voyage in mind.

He rubbed the years of dust and cobwebs away and moved the canoe to the water’s edge. As his paddle touched the water, a gentle breeze brushed his face, and he’d never felt more connected.

In response to Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt

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26 thoughts on “Connections

  1. Wow! I felt the connection too. My father has been gone several years. We fished a lot together. Sometimes I can still feel his presence and hear his witty remarks when I’m on the water. Thanks for taking me there today. 🙂

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    • Aww, that’s so sweet to hear about you and your father. I know you miss him. I’m happy my little story could bring back such wonderful memories. Thanks for visiting and commenting.

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