Earlier this week after another breakdown of tears, I got my camera and went outside. I don't normally do this near dusk,but for some inexplicable reason I did this day.When I am outside, it always makes me feel close to Abby, so I talk to her, I guess I'm talking to the heavens and I hope she hears me. This early evening was no different, and I was telling her just how much I loved her over and over and over again. Then I look up and I see a formation of a heart within this one cloud, at least in my mind's eye it is. I took it as a sign that Abby or God was telling me that they heard me and sent me a sign of returning that love. So, I stood there dumbstruck with more tears rolling down my cheeks and I took as many pictures of it that I could, watching it as it ebbed slowly away by the movements of the wind. I was very struck by the symbolism as I watched the heart dissipate and dissolve. Is that a metaphor for my sorrow? Or is it a symbol of my broken heart as it slowly fades and vanishes?
I take this as a gift from my baby girl.
There was comfort in seeing this, and sadness in seeing it go. Much like it was when Abby flew away.
But I don't think that there are any coincidences in life, just harmony and synchronicity of nature.
Mom can't tell you why she loves this picture of Miss Boo's ear but she does. Miss Boo was playing with a nip nanner which you can see a bit of in the foreground. But, this picture just makes Mom smile and today that is a good thing, because it's Mom birthday. She is still pretty sad, and sad today because it is one of those "firsts" you hear humans talk about. It's her first birthday without Abby. Today is 24 days without our Abby. Still so hard ,and we know it will continue to be hard. So many of the holidays are going to start coming and it will be all new "firsts" again without Abby. No more Halloweens or Thanksgivings, no more Secret Santas for Abby, no Christmas packages for her to get into. She loved to get into the bags in search of the nip when she got her Secret Santa, she was all about the boxes and bags. Oh my did she love boxes.
Boo: We sure miss that little tiny tail less girl. Well Mom does, she hasn't seen any sign that we do. But, Abby sorta bossed us all around, and well we are all a nice group of kitties and we basically go along to get along, and Abby wasn't that type of girl. She had a iron paw and she used it all the time with us. But we're still gonna wish Momma a happy birthday today even if she is older than dirt. We still love her.
Please feel free to light a light for Abby:
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