I’ll start this off saying grief is a strange, strange thing. There are good days, there are bad days, there are days where you feel lost, hopeless and the tears won’t stop falling, there are days were you feel like you have got it all under control and are on top of the world. There are also days where little things remind you of what once was. So with that being said…I got my mom hooked on Haviannas flip flops (they are literally the best!) I have always been a hoarder of every color flip flops and sandals imaginable…good thing I finally got out of Washington…but now my closet has a lot of boots that don’t really fit in here! Anywho, so my mom only like them after they were broken in, I mean who doesn’t? New shoes always fit weird, give you blisters all the things. So whenever she would want or need a new pair she would buy me a new pair and ask for my old ones or have me wear new ones and give them to her. That was just the relationship we had, she was my best friend. 

So the other day I looking online to order some for just going in the backyard that I didn’t mind if they got dirty, dusty, all the things. And my son goes into my closet and pulls some Haviannas out of my closet, its like he knew somehow (he is only 2) The rest of that day my mom (I wrote a blog post a few months ago called The Hummingbird Amongst) she comes back to visit in the form of a hummingbird stopped by not just once but 5 different times. I don’t know exactly what happens after we leave this current present state, but it is so nice to feel her presence and even though Anchor never had the chance to meet her, I know he still connects with her. ❤ 

At some point in the near future I’ll sit down and write out my last encounter with the medium and connecting with her. I’m not quiet ready, but it is a story that is too good not to share.

x0_meagen lea