It's strange how some days are just tougher than others. Today was a tough one in a lot of ways. I just miss him SO MUCH. I saw him today though. There were three little baby birds learning to fly in our back yard this afternoon. One of them landed right on my sleeve as I was trying to take a picture of it. SO beautiful. Anyway, it brought a tear to my eye. As he flew from my sleeve part of me felt like I was letting go of my sweet baby, watching him find his own wings and take flight.
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2 comments:
Lisa,
What an amazing experience. I hope that it gave you peace seeing your son yet again as such a beautiful part of nature. You are in my thoughts.
Tera
This is a very late comment I know and don't even know if you will notice it here. I just stumbled upon your blog and your story about Ricky touched my heart.
I have often heard from many Muslim friends that when babies pass away (in utero or otherwise) in their holy book it is said that they become birds in heaven.
i got a shiver of happiness up my spine when i read your little story about the tiny bird which so properly represented Ricky.
My thoughts are with you.
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