I received an unexpected gift this morning.
I believe it’s from my Dad in Heaven.
When I was a little girl, I used to have terrible nightmares every night. Maybe that’s a result of having an over-active imagination, I’m not sure. To help me get through the nights, my Dad told me to reach up to Heaven each night and grab handfuls of Angel Feathers, then hold them in my hands all night and they would protect me from bad dreams. This became a nightly ritual for me, and I always woke up with my fists still tightly closed and the nightmares gone.
Old habits are hard to break, I guess, because I continued this ritual throughout my teenage years and even as a young adult.
On my wedding day, right before walking me down the aisle, my Mom and Dad gave me a beautiful locket that had a small white feather sticking out of it. They put this necklace on me and told me that now I’d be able to wear my Angel Feathers so that I could hold my soon-to-be-husbands hands while I slept. (Yes, this made me cry).
To this day, the Angel Feather has a special meaning to me, and I still occasionally reach up to grab a handful when I need them.
Lately, I have been having terrible nightmares – again – getting only around 3-hours of sleep each night. It’s been hard on me.
This morning, I was sitting here at my computer trying to finish some Christmas shopping before I start working for the day. I glanced down and spotted this feather sticking out of the left sleeve cuff on the hoodie that I’m wearing. I thought it was so unusual, I used my new camera to take a picture of it.
I pulled on the feather to remove it from my shirt – it was pretty deeply embedded through the fabric. I placed the feather on my desk and sat wondering where in the world it might have come from, and how it got stuck in my cuff. I haven’t worn this hoodie in a long time, and it’s not been around anything that would have feathers in or on it. It suddenly occurred to me – it’s a Gift from Heaven! Sent to me by my Dad as a reminder to hold my Angel Feathers to help these nightmares go away, and to let me know that he and Mom are still with me and are looking out for me.
It’s hard to type this right now with tears in my eyes obscuring my vision – but they are not just tears of sadness for missing my parents, but are also tears of joy, and miracles, and of the undying love my parents have for me. I miss you and always love you, Mom and Dad. Thank you for this special gift. 143
Our Christmas decor theme this year is ‘The Stars Are Ours Tonight”. I have a bunch of these star-shaped gift boxes for special gifts I’m giving. I’ll be keeping my special gift in one of these boxes and will nestle it among our decor so Mom and Dad are here with us in spirit.
143 Mom and Dad
