Who comed to see the Mommy?
Do you believe in life after
death? I do.
Once upon a
time there was a dog named "Vern". Vern was a very special boy. He
was smart and gentle and kind. He loved his family very much.
But Vern got sick and had to
leave far too soon. The Mommy was heartbroken and sobbed
uncontrollably at his passing. The grief overwhelmed her and she
started to wander around the house. On her way into the bedroom,
not sure where she was going, just trying to walk away from her
grief, she turned a corner and suddenly felt Vern's presence
immediately in front of her. It was so clear, and she could
almost see his face, but it was fuzzy, and level with hers, now
down where it should be. No body, though, just a trail of blur
below the smiling, laughing face. All she wanted to do was reach
out and grab him and pull him close. But a peace came over her
at the sight of her baby boy so happy -- suddenly free from the
cancer she had watched eat his joy piece by piece -- her crying
calmed and she was OK for a while.
Then, the next day at work, it
hit her again. Grief like a tsunami crashed over her. She
quickly dove out of her office and headed for the bathroom where
she could have a little privacy. On her way down the hall, the
unmistakable presence came again -- this time it seemed he was
goosing her. She didn't need to turn around to know who it was,
or that he was laughing at her. Quietly, quickly she continued
on to the bathroom as the familiar peace came back. He was gone
by the time she opened the restroom door. Some cold water and a
kleenex, and she could face her day again.
It does not get better with time,
not as it should. But it does help a little to know my Boo is
still looking out for the Mommy, and he's still laughing.