It happens to me quite frequently. A memory jumps to the front of my brain, a picture of someone I miss. A repetition of a moment with them....before they were gone forever.
These people I love(d) come back once in awhile.....in expected and unexpected ways. I'm open to this and it doesn't surprise me. I find it's comforting. Often a moment happens when I am outside. Nature speaks and I choose to think that it's really a whisper from the great beyond.
The most recent happened on our last RV trip.....sitting at the picnic table at Lake Louise Campground in Alberta, Canada. We were enjoying an easy supper. While it's not unusual to have birds flitting about the sites, in and out of surrounding trees.....it is unusual to have one purposely land on the table and hop toward me. No fear....just looking for a crumb.
We follow the rules and we don't feed the wildlife.....but I admit we made an exception here. This was a Grey Jay.....and I don't think we have them in our part of Wisconsin. So I gave him/her several little crumbs and admired the way the bird looked at me. I know it just wanted a crumb....but for me it was also a "Hey there!" moment.
A bold and beautiful little Gray Jay. Just a bird.....but also, for me, a hello from two loved ones who enjoyed the outdoors too. Especially my cousin who loved to camp and explore the West in their RV... she would have loved this moment.
I choose to think she did.....
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