In late 2005, my mom began her last battle with breast cancer. I drove her to many doctors appointments and such. It was during these drives that she would tell me about a little bird. It was 'the brightest blue you have ever seen' is what she'd say. We would look for this bird every time we traveled anywhere. I never saw it, but we never stopped looking or talking about it.
Mom passed away in early 2006. It was the saddest moment of my life and at the same time I felt more blessed than ever before. Her suffering ended and mine had just begun. I struggled with everything! Quietly questioning almost every choice or decision I made. Made a lot of mistakes along the way. Then one day, in the spring of 2007, I got a direct answer to the most important question of all.
It was Easter weekend. I was enjoying a peaceful afternoon with my neighbors. We sat on their back porch often and admired the natural settings and surroundings. I noticed a small bird house hanging in a nearby tree. What caught my eye was the little bird that came out of it. It was 'the brightest blue you have ever seen' and I gasped in awe. Then, without saying a single word, I kept my eyes on the bird and asked if this was a sign from mom that I was going to be okay. My silent hope was this; if this is my sign, let the little bird fly to me. I knew it was foolish the moment I thought it and I almost laughed out loud. But, before I could give it another thought, the little bird flew directly toward me and then straight up. My neighbor commented something like "wow, did you see that? That was crazy." I began to cry and tell them what had just happened. My silent prayer and my profound answer. My proof!
It was all the proof I needed and she is still with me today. The blue bird has watched me on several occasions since then. Once, when someone approached me that was only looking out for themselves...the blue bird flew and landed on a branch just behind this person and let me know 'do not trust what you are hearing'. Again, at the grave...she flew directly in front of my car as I was driving away. I realize now that she comes to me when I am doubting or not sure what to do next.
Now, this little bird has shown itself to my dad. On the 3 yr. anniversary of her passing. He was riding his motorcycle along the Blue Ridge Parkway when a family of blue birds flew out in front of him. He now believes and has his very own proof. Her love will never leave us. She loved us too much...and she loves us still.
