This week has been a challenge for me emotionally.  Maybe it’s the time of year that’s bringing me down, maybe it’s the fact that I’m NOT pregnant right now when I’d love to be, maybe it’s that I’m on my period or maybe it’s that winter is clinging on to this area for dear life.

Maybe it’s all of the above.

Either way, I take my life and my grief month by month, week by week, day by day…second by second.  I think a lot.  I breathe a lot.  I curse a lot.  I can typically make myself feel better.  And when I can’t, I usually just go to bed and sleep away the sadness.

I’ve been craving signs from James and Jake.  All last spring and summer, every single day I was flooded with signs from them.  Two beautiful butterflies would always come flying right in front of my face, almost every time I would step outside.  (witnesses!  I have witnesses!)  Birds would always be in pairs and would always be nearby.  The sounds of birds chirping while lying in bed was enough to blanket me with peace, even if just for a moment.  The breeze would speak to me and I could almost feel their breath, their comfort…my healing with the breeze.

And then winter arrived and my signs disappeared and I had to search elsewhere for little (but big!) signs of comfort.

On Wednesday, Brian and I took Racecar to the doctor.  While sitting in the doctor’s office, the nurse poked her head out into the waiting room and said “James.”  I smiled inside and thought, how lucky he is that his name is James.  Then five minutes later a “Jake” was called back.  The entire time we were there, no other names were called.

Just James and just Jake.  I pointed it out to Brian and I can only describe it as both of us just feeling loved.  And we are.

I’m excited to see the magic again.  I know some of you, the skeptics, are reading this and thinking that maybe I’m a little bit crazy and that’s okay.  But something tells me, that if you looked close enough, you would see the magic, too.

Maybe it’s all made up and in my head, that these pairs are just coincidental and not really signs at all, that the songs of the birds aren’t really meant for us.  But, that’s okay, because I think they are for us and it makes me feel better.  These signs bring me peace in my heart.

Right now, for me,  the best things in life come in two.

daffodil pair

two blooms

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