I woke up this morning feeling vacuous, empty, alone. I feel the same way every 4th of July. Today is the day my Mom passed away. For those of you who dont know me, my parents passed away about 23 years ago, 6 months apart from each other. This morning the silence in the air left that familiar void in my soul... and then I heard it, right at sunrise.... that soft cooing of a dove, and within minutes his mate joining in the song. I felt at peace again... hopeful, protected. The morning after my Dad passed away, a lone dove appeared, sat on the wire in the backyard, and began his sorrowful cooing. It was a bit odd, as it was winter time. He returned everyday, right at sunrise, and stayed until nightfall. Sometimes his continuous cooing was just too much to bear. I remember my Mom saying how saddened she was that his mate hadnt returned. We were all saddened, as it touched all of us very deeply... The morning after my Mom passed away, right at sunrise, we looked out the window, and there they were. Two beautiful doves on the wire cooing peaceful and joyfully, as they overlooked our home. He had been reunited with his mate. His love, his soulmate.... on the day of their Wedding Anniversary. Happy 4th of July, everyone! Remember, Love is powerful and can conquer all. Have an AMAZING day! :D
Posted on: Fri, 04 Jul 2014 13:50:02 +0000
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