Re: My Annie, 15 1/2 pheochromocytoma - Annie is now an angel running free
Dear Kim,
There is a very thin veil that separates us from those who have crossed over. From our side, we cannot see beyond that veil but those on the other side have a clear view of us. They always see us, always hear us, always feel us..and from time to time, are able to touch us.
I am one of those people who seldom dream, or remember dreaming, but I have so often prayed for one of those blessed dreams when my loved ones visit. But Crys chose another way. The day I drove to St. Louis to get Brick, I was going down the highway and looked over at Squirt and Trinket in the seat next to me. As I turned back to the road, I felt as clear as day Crys hugging me and pressing her mouth to mine once again. I had to pull off the road I was so overwhelmed. But I heard what Crys was saying to me - she is just fine, better than ever; she is never far from me; she knows we will be together again; and she approves wholeheartedly that she has a new sister and brother who, like her, simply needed someone to love them.
There are many differences between our side of that veil and theirs but the most critical for me is time and what is allowed where they are. The hours, days, weeks, months, years that we carry our pain and grief on this side is but the blink of an eye to those who await us on the other. Time has no value there. In passing through that veil, all negativity is left behind on this side - no pain, physical or emotional, can survive. It has no place there. The only things they can carry across with them are love and harmony.
Your Annie and Haley miss you, yes, but they also know you will be reunited any second now by their time. Meanwhile, they are together, whole, happy, and strong, watching over you with love that cannot be described. Annie knows her mom hasn't left her, would never leave her.
I hope one day you, too, will have a visit, you will hear what they have to say and know deep in your Soul that they are fine.
Many hugs,
Leslie and the gang
"May you know that absence is full of tender presence and that nothing is ever lost or forgotten." John O'Donahue, "Eternal Echoes"
Death is not a changing of worlds as most imagine, as much as the walls of this world infinitely expanding.