QUIET

In the quiet of the morning, moms brain isn't yet full of work stuff or family stuff, or stuff stuff, it is just quiet.  On her drive to work, Mom tells us she enjoys that quiet, and calls it her thinking time.  Her remembering time.

She remembers on the day that Stella went to the 21st step of the bridge, she stopped by the office to share the news with her friends here at blogville.  When mom came out of the office in town, there stood a young doe right by her car looking at her.  Her heart wanted to believe Stella Rose sent her to Mom to let her know she made it there ...just fine.

This morning, all the wildflowers were blooming on the sides of the road, blue, and orange......it was beautiful, and Mom remembered how much Sweet Dory loved her flowers ...........she believes she has them planted all over the place..up there in the heavens, and maybe even tends to them down here.......


Last week when Mom got to work, early in the morning, that same doe came out of the woods by the office, it is strange to have a small woods right in the middle of town but they do, and there beside her was a small fawn.  Mom watched her, and they watched Mom. 

I imagine even our friend Easy is laughing it up, thinking about TWO brothers tearing through the house, running and jumping keeping his parents busy...............laughing it up.

And of course Casey, working on finding Mom that foster, that needs her more, and wants her more than most.  He is working hard, it will be perfect.

Quiet of the morning.

Mags and Gussie