Boston Bombings

I guess with the passing of my Mommy

I have not really thought or focused on the 

Boston Bombings.

Something like that I would have been all over had

I not just lost my Mommy on the same day.

This morning on Goodmorning America

it is the topic and they speak of the four

who passed individually.

I focus on the story of the sweet little

8 year old boy, there to cheer his daddy through the

finish line. He entered Heaven only hours after

my Mommy and this morning it makes me

very, very happy to think that my Mommy,

with all her years of Mothering was there for him.

We will never know the time nor the hour that

our loved ones go but I can see her,

"Come see Beb" taking his hand.

making sure he got to someone who he recognized

in a place that was probably strange to him.

I have to believe in the thought of Heaven right now.

Last night I had Bean for a few hours, 

she is what makes me smile these days.

I bathe her and after a blowdry her beautiful blonde

hair she finds her way to my bedside where I

have my flowers and pictures of my Mommy.

Funny how you can talk openly to a child

when you just can't find the words to share with an adult.

She looks at the pictures and holds the one of 

Mommee with her feet being soaked and

her crown and scepter and she starts

to sing in her loud, loud voice,

"Happy birthday dear Mommee"

and she rattles on about the party we had.

I explain to her that the party was because Mommee was 

going to live in Heaven and she questions,

"With Baby Jesus"

God, I love this child.

"Yes, she is in Heaven with baby Jesus

and then I guess her memory goes back to Christmas

when the Nativity was set up at the Manor and her love

of cows,

"And the cow?"

and she makes me laugh out loud, something I have not done

since last Monday.

She is my medicine and today, I know, 

I will be okay and I know that my Mommy will be

there to greet all those who go to Heaven from now

on. Even the cows.....

 Manor 2012 Christmas party

 So, so grateful that KD and BB always said Yes when I asked to 

bring her to visit the manor

 The Christmas nativity where she got to kiss a cow...

 and baby Jesus