Like many kids, I had a companion as a child. No one could see my little friend but me. Some call it the Guardian Angel. I called mine Timmy. When a stray cat entered our families midst, that’s what I called the kitty, too.
As I grew up, I met a boy named Tim. We worked together for a while in fast food. While life took us in different directions, I always felt him with me, like my little friend. Unseen, yet a constant companion. Now he’s left his body. Still he companions my heart.
Did you have an invisible companion when you were a kid? Can you feel it’s presence as an adult? Ki to Happiness thanks Tim, Timmy, Timothy for companioning my heart.