Today marks 304 days! 304 nights that I have gone to sleep at night without him. Ten months! I cannot believe it has been 10 months. 43 weeks and 3 days that he has not filled my space. 437, 760 minutes that I have not seen his face. Or heard his voice. He is simply gone! But not forgotten. Never forgotten.
Sometime ago, I cannot remember when or why, I heard a song by Jimmy Scott. Jimmy Scott was a jazz vocalist. He was big in the early 1950's. Then he faded away. Later he made a come back and even had a spot on Twin Peaks (I never watched that show, but I know many who did). It is eerie to me that he died on June 12, 2014; only days before Richard. I heard this song before Richard died. I never gave it another thought. Until yesterday!
Yesterday I was in the backyard. I was filling the bird feeders and thinking about Richard. He loved to draw the birds to our yard. We have a variety of feeders. I think I have told you about them before. And we put out corn, bread, chips and peanuts for the squirrels and the turkeys. Richard used to sit on the patio, or at the dining room table, for hours watching the birds come and go. And loving the antics of those pesky squirrels. While I was filling the feeders yesterday a pure white butterfly flew around me. It landed on the trunk of the tree. It landed on the shepherd's hook that holds a feeder. I thought of the song I had heard. Sang by Jimmy Scott. A shudder passed through me. I cried. I smiled through my tears. I stood quietly and watched it fly off towards Heaven! I believe! I am a believer! And that was a sign. Thank you Richard. I have been missing you so much. Thank you!
I hope all of you will take the time to enjoy the song. It is so beautiful. Have you ever received a sign from a departed loved one? Do you think they somehow find a way to communicate with us?