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This past Mother's Day, I was talking to a new friend on Yahoo. We got on the subject of Medflight somehow. She told me how her brother-in-law has been a flight nurse for 20 years. I told her how I used Medflight to transfer to a larger, state-of-the-art hospital after PROM at 23wks 13yrs ago. This is a really small area and she remembered her brother-in-law telling her and her husband about us, how horrible he felt for me, etc. (I always cry when I talk about Alexys... I'm tearing up now.) My new friend said "Maybe that is why we are talking today...the Medflight connection...she is telling you happy mommy's day. Little messages to let you know she is allright and she loves you." That did not even occur to me until she said it. Its been 13yrs and I still miss her. I wonder now how many other messages she's sent to me that I missed. Anyway, it made me smile and was truly a blessing on Mother's Day.
That's beautiful. I sometimes think I'm missing messages too.
For instance: DH and I live 2 hours away from Yellowstone Nat'l Park/Grand Teton Nat'l Park. The first time we went was in early October 2005. I said the whole time that all I wanted to see was a moose. We didn't see one. And we went several times in 2006. I never saw a moose. It became this HUGE thing. Well, we ended up spreading Cora's ashes out on the water of Jenny Lake in the Grand Tetons. We went up to visit on Cora's angelversary. We wanted to then go up into Yellowstone, but the south entrance was still closed. So, we turned around, very depressed.
And on the way back to Jackson we saw 2 moose. TWO of them. It was almost like Cora was sending them to me to cheer me up. I finally got to see my moose.
Silly, but sometimes you have to look past the silliness.
My grandmother's first was stillborn. It's been over 55 years for her, and she still misses her baby. We always will, no matter how much time has passed.