One year ago today I walked a message in the snow to my mother who had stepped into heaven only a few short hours earlier. I felt bitterly cold to the core, silent, lonely, and empty…
Exactly one year later, in the exact spot, a new warmth emerged…
My parents are together!
They are happy.
They are watching over me and my family.
Even when I peeked out the window at midnight
and could still see them waving, watching, and smiling,
I couldn’t help but hold on to–that hope!
It made me smile.
It made me feel connected to them.
I guess angels DO come in all shapes and sizes.
I miss them.
But that is because they taught me about LOVE.