Gloaming soft light shines thru the bathroom windows. Single pained windows cracked open, cool breeze flows thru moving the soft white curtains.
The tile is cool underfoot.
Soft white walls with shelves that hold canisters of soaps small rosette pink soaps.
Washcloths, bath salts. Gardenia flowers picked from the garden in small clear glass vases.
Scan to the claw foot tub under the far window. Stand alone white claw foot tub.
Sterling metal pipes come up out of the floor to each white handle one for cold one for hot.
A long chain attached to a bathtub rubber plug hangs over the spout.
Water is turned on and warmed before the bathtub is plugged.
While it's filling I dance around the bathroom singing " I'm a little tea pot short and stout here is my handle here is my spout when I get all steamed up here me shout . *Up on my tip toes* tip me over and pour me out..
Padding over to the tub I swish the water around with my hand to check the temp. The warmth from the water wafts the smell of white ivory soap... Feeling the water is warm enough slipping into the tub it swallows me up.. Inhale sweet gardenia smell .
Ivory soap on the wash cloth. Sitting up reach to turn the water off.
Lean back in the tub sinking down so only my eyes and nose and top of my head are above the water. I watch eyes searching the room
Ears perked up. What am I at that moment????. Safe...safe I am I'm an alligator watching quiet no noise just the smell of grandma's ivory soap and the smell of Gardenias growing under the window..
Inhale exhale.
This is where I want you to go when things in life get to be to much.
This is where you will be safe..
Inhale for me and exhale
When I count to 5 you will awake
You will remember that this is your safe place when you need to breathe and be the sweet one you are go there.
No one will understand this but me and some may say negative things about this blog and that's ok..
He was my friend my protector my keeper of dark and light.
My heart my ghosts and demons he taught me to fight to achieve and overcome.
I was one of many of his ports in the storm although our time was short he and I stayed connected my safe place is where I am is where he is. Is where I will reside while I process these feelings of losing my key keeper.
I love you Jack and will see you soon.. I mourn for the loss of you.
I am sad beyond what is normal for me..
