Her Visit

About 2 weeks after my mom died... Alex was desperate to play a game of "Go Fish" with his favorite Elmo cards, but 4 week old Emma was very hungry and I needed to nurse her. I promised Alex that after I was done feeding his baby sister, we would play. Alex, my little impatient angel, tossed his cards on the floor, out of my sigh. With a big sigh, I sat down to feed Emma for a while. Alex went on to play with his trains on the other side of the living room. After a while, when Emma was finished, I went to find all of the cards that Alex had thrown everywhere and found them in a perfect swirl formation, similar to the picture that I've posted, but with the cards individually aligned perfectly, with the bottom corners of the cards touching and the tops of the cards about 1" apart. Startled, I stared at them for a moment, glanced over to my camera, went back to staring at the cards, but before I could grab my camera to take a picture, Alex had noticed that I had found his cards and began to gather them up. I was still feeling..confused..over the sudden loss of my mom, but I knew that she had made her presence known by arranging those cards so carefully. I remember getting teary-eyed and telling Alex "It looks like Mimi wants to play, too!" and seeing his sweet little face light up at the thought of playing with his Mimi just one more time. The most amazing, beautiful and peaceful spirit was with us.

My heart still hurts at the thought of her being gone, but I hurt more for her. She has been reunited with other loved ones that have passed on, but she has been seperated from everyone closest to her. I think that Heavenly Father lets her visit because she mourns her seperation from us, and that He knows that part of her still wants to be here with us. Such a merciful Father we have. On the other hand, I feel that she's content because she can see that her children and grandchildren are beautiful and happy. Furthermore, I know that she was called home because she has important things to do for Him. I feel my moms presence often, and I'm grateful that mine is a home that Heavenly Father lets her visit.