As you know this weeks challenge over at City Crafter is "I left my HEART in San Francisco" ... it got me thinking about something strange that happened 5 years ago and I am going to tell you a very personal story .. a True story ... make of it what you will ....
Five years ago we lost my beautiful nephew aged 33 ... quite suddenly really ... We are a small family and only family flowers were requested by his wife ... I chose a beautiful heart shaped arrangement in red and white ( from my husband and I ) with a smaller heart of red roses mounted on the top (from my son) ...
You can imagine that this was a terrible time for us I was very close to my nephew and 2 days after the funeral my husband insisted on taking me out for a drive into the countryside. Naturally I did not want to go but I knew he was trying to help me as best he could ... so off we went.
We were driving through country lanes .. no houses in sight and I looked up into the sky ... When my Mum was alive we used to play a game when we were on car trips .. we would look at the clouds and pick out shapes .. you know what I mean? 'There's a dog... there's a dragon ... there's a rabbit" .. And as I looked up this morning I played the game alone ... in silence. In the shape of the clouds I saw what looked to me like a door ... I imagined that this was a door to heaven, a place where my nephew had gone to join his grandparents... It was then that I spotted something shining in the sky - heading for this 'door' .. my thought was that it was a helium balloon drifting in the warm air, broken away from somewhere far away as there were no houses ... no properties of any sort around. My husband became aware of me staring at this and stopped the car to look too ... sure enough he saw the same as me .. a Heart shaped object floating high up and still rising ... we watched until it disappeared into the cloud shaped door and I said to my husband "It looks like the Heart I got for Peter is going with him".
A few hours later we arrived back home and my brother and his wife called me in tears ... not unexpected given that they had lost their beautiful son ... but the tears were in part distraught anger and disbelief as they explained that on visiting the cemetery earlier that day ... my beautiful Heart of flowers was missing ...
They searched all over in case someone had moved it ... but there was no sign of it .... I told them not to fret, Peter had taken them with him....
Till soon
Ros
