On Memorial Day 2005, a very unusual thing happened to me when I went to the cemetery to visit Danny and Amy’s graves. First, I straightened up Danny’s flowers then Amy’s that is at the foot of Danny’s grave. It was such a beautiful morning with the sun shining and not even a whisper of a breeze in the air. I stood there talking to Amy for a few seconds before I turned to walk to my car. As I turned, I heard the soft tinkling of bells. It sort of surprised me, but then I remembered Kristen had hung chimes in the limb hanging above Amy’s grave. I wondered “how could that be, there is no breeze to make them even move,” I turned back and spoke aloud telling Amy that I was sure it was her way to let me know she knew I was there.
I Have felt Amy’s presence many times since she left us. I can almost see her sparkling blue eyes and hear her lively chuckle. I so miss her popping into our home with her bubbly smile as she tweaked her Grandpa Guffy’s toes as he sat in his stocking feet. I am sure she has spread a lot of cheer in her heavenly home.
Grandpa has joined her now and I would wager they are discussing their Navy days.
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