I've got to rapid fire this blog post because I am overwhelmed with freakish emotion, so I'm going to give it to you quick and dirty...
Today is the 4th anniversary of Mom's death.
I was sitting on the back deck and called Juanita to reminisce about Mom.
As we talked of Mom, this happened...
At first I couldn't form words. Then this...
PA - Juanita? There's a bird on me.
Juan - What??
PA - There is a bird sitting on me.
Juan - (laughingly said) Well what??
PA - This bird just flew up and sat on me, it's hoping all over me.
Juan - Well, maybe she's trying to tell us to stop talking about her.
I was talking with a dear friend last night, not realizing the next day would be September 3rd, and I mentioned that I rarely feel the presence of Mom. I figure she's busy making people laugh, maybe watching over others that need her protection, and she knows I'm ok so I don't feel her around much. Well today, she really put on a show.
and Ziggy were speechless too.
Oh, my Peggy! What an amazing and very special experience.
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