I'm not sure if I have become a true believer that you can communicate with the dearly departed, but I am getting closer every day. Now I know some will think this is crazy, but I have been talking to Ken a lot as I drive out to Valley Forge and often when I am walking in the fields. And it feels so good and I feel like I really am talking to him and he is listening. Let me go back a few weeks and give you an example of how this has been evolving. Yumiko had called me on the phone from NYU. She was quite stressed as she had a lot of tests and was worried and tired and just needed somebody to listen and comfort her. Instead of being a comfort, I was my old bossy self and told her in a mean way that she needed to get more rest, eat more food, stop worrying so much, make more friends, play more. Just awful.
We hung up the phone and immediately I could feel Ken frowning down at me. Saying, "Kitty, stop micro managing! Let Yumiko be." It was so real. I could feel his disapproval so strongly. I tried to call Yumiko back, but no answer. I texted her, no answer. I face timed her, no answer. So I just sat and stewed for about an hour. Finally Yumiko called me back. And Yumiko being Yumiko apologized for not answering my calls. Then she said during that time she was writing a letter to her dad about her old ma. She needed him to comfort her and he did.
My oh my oh my. The lessons that man and that beautiful girl keep teaching me. All is good. Yumiko forgave me. I am trying not to be such an old bossy mom.
So.... yesterday afternoon as I was driving out to Valley Forge I asked Ken if he might send a few birds my way. When I got down into the big field - there was my Harrier Hawk just as beautiful as she could be. And a beautiful Kestrel and my young red tailed hawk. All there to greet me. Click on each to see the beauty in their eyes.